S time to appreciate t te-robed figure  force toact o the floor.

    it ucked inside crap, s a drop of life left in tle puffs of dust t  wly back down.

    til to collect eggs, o glance in at t seen a dark shape before.

    te.

    As I transcribed from memory, Miss inter’s voice seemed to fill my room y   engraved itself on my memory and  t, we,” s .

    I ory, and so it took me a moment to re-focus my eye from tor’s ory to toryteller er’s normal pallor o an ugly yelloint, and  must be said, seemed at present to be girding itself against some invisible assault. trembling around  s of losing truggle to  a repressed grimace o he day.

    I rose from my c  I ougo do.

    ‘Miss inter,“ I exclaimed ever is it?“

    ‘My  I  t to speak ruggle to measure  as I  of running to find Juditer regained control. t sloremors in ill pale as deat me.

    ‘Better…“ she said weakly.

    Slourned to my chair.

    ‘I t you said somet a wolf,“ I began.

    ‘Yes. t black beast t gna my bones ime, because ed te pills on table beside  t last forever. It’s nearly t my neck. By  eetil one, ablet and o return to ces earlier every day. But I cannot take my tablets five minutes earlier. t stays the same.“

    ‘But surely tor—“

    ‘Of course. Once a en days, s te enoug  to be to kill me, you see. And so  must be t finishes me off.“

    S me, very matter-of-fact, ted.

    ‘ter. If I ed to, I could put an end to it myself.  feel sorry for me. I o do.“