" And with her biggest smile, she turned and slid out of the chair without touching me and left the room.After school was over, I again rushed out to ...rive home with Abby. It was Friday night, and I was hot with anticipation for what might happen tonight. Like the day before I saw her standing near Mady and Cindy, her old friends who had turned on her this year to join a more popular group of girls. I feared they were taunting her as they'd done the day before, but as I got closer, I realized. "Let me check whether Mrs. McGuinn needs help. I love you!"With that, she left the study. She was almost dancing along the hallway to the kitchen where she found their housekeeper. Mrs. McGuinn showed her exasperation."Oh, there you are, Madam! What am I supposed to do with these people? They're filthy, there's no other word for it. And their clothes!"Rose held up her hand."Mrs. McGuinn, we'll clean them up and put them into some better clothes. Get soap, brush and brimstone. You will look. Once I found it, I remember taking a big breath as I was walking up his driveway to his front door not knowing who or what will be there to greet me. I know that I have done this numerous times before with no problems, but I never, in a million years thought, that I would be doing what I am doing to day: walking up to a strange door butt naked. Then I took another big breath before I rang the doorbell and waited for the unknown.Then, before I could think of a way out of the situation I found. "Something's wrong," Brian stated. And it was.His greying hair turned white. As did his stubble. But it didn't stopthere. White hair, no, not hair. This was fur. White fur was sproutingall over his face. And his hands. His nose seemed to shrink in on itselfand turned pink. His hands seemed to be getting bigger. Were theybecoming paws?He started swatting at his hands as if this would change them back. "No.No, this is impossible. I'm not infected! Malcolm, help me!" Malcolm wasno help, he was.