As the police officer came close, Eve began to panic. The man was fairly cute with black hair and brown eyes but he was twice her size and built like a rock. The man took a hold of her wrist, which was a mistake. Eve screamed at the top of her lungs and struggled to get herself free. The police officer meant no harm but Eve had no way of knowing that and she went into a frenzy when he grabbed her other wrist.
"Easy, miss!" said the officer, trying to take a hold of her other hand. he turned to the cruiser. "Carl! Give me a hand, the kid's gone nuts!"
"You're spooking her Paul!" scolded Carl, a slightly shorter man with brown hair and blue eyes. "Ease up a bit!"
Just then, Eve felt something shift within her as something move through her long red hair. She shivered, at the thought it was Paul running his hands through her locks but how could that be? He was holding both of her wrists. Paul gasped, looking at her and eased his grip as Eve eased her struggling. She was confused and startled by the new sensations she was feeling before she winced in pain. She both felt and heard something tear out from her skin and ripped through the back of her jeans. "What- What's happening to me!?" she whispered, looking up the the stunned police officers.
"I'm not sure, miss." replied Paul, slowly. "But I recommend you see a doctor."
That terrified Eve and she could only think of running away. "You're scaring me." she said, tears falling.
Just then, the lights of the cruiser went on as the siren blared, startling the three and Eve turned to see her reflection in the side window. Her eyes went wide, seeing that she now had yellow eyes, along with fox like ears with a fox like tail, but with spikes. She opened her mouth as if to scream but was startled again as all the cars around them started to honk their horns all at once. Paul released his grip on Eve, startled as well, and she took off running blindly down the sidewalk. "This is insane!" she screamed, crying. "Where am I!?!"
Unknown to her at the time, the lights were quickly changing to allow a path for her to run, quickly switching back to block any pursuit as the only thing on her mind at the time was to find a place to hide and think things through.
Later, as she stopped to rest, she looked up to find herself at the front gates of...
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