"Shit," Morgan said, "They're real! I thought this was just some kind of role playing! What the hell's going on??"
"It's a long story," Beth said, "There was this fantasy land, and-"
"Shit," Morgan said again, "My leg."
She pointed at a small cut on her leg. A little blood seeped out of it, but it was clotting fast. "I think I cut myself on the glass."
"That's not a glass cut," Beth said horrified, "That's a bite mark. One of them bit you!"
Morgan turned pale. "What's going to happen to me?"
"You're going to be like them, eventually. That's not a bad bite though, more like a nip. It might take a while for you to transform."
"Don't leave me," Morgan said, sounding less like a goth and more like a scared girl, "I don't want to change alone."
"I'm not going anywhere," Beth said, hugging Morgan, "But I think we should get inside somewhere. Being naked on the streets isn't a good idea."
"Yeah, yeah, you're right," Morgan said. She sounded very overwhelmed. "Let's go to..."
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