Blood spurts from Whitmire’s now broken nose. Doug lets go of him, letting him drop to the floor. “You are right: it is hard to kill me. Now like ... said, you are under arrest.”Whitmire slowly climbs to his feet, starring down Doug the entire time. “Only one of us is going to leave here alive, and if it’s not going to be me, then I’m taking you down with me.” He spits out a glob of saliva and blood. Bright red blood steadily pours from his nose, over his lips and chin.“Give it a rest,” Doug says. It tumbled about his shoulders one lock at a time, making him shiver slightly. His face smoothed and shifted as the bones underneath them changed. Michelle's feminine curves were straightening speedily, becoming lined with healthy, powerful muscles and a stomach as tough as stone. Her shoulders became blocky and straight, as did her legs. Her body was quickly growing bushes of curved brown hair all over. Nick's gut and the bodily hair were melting away, leaving behind soft skin and feminine. . I never think of anything," she whispered. A tear had sprung from her eyes when the pain hit her. She rubbed it away with the back of her hand."I can't think when I am with you," she went on. "I never know what will happen next and it keeps me giddy with uncertainty. Please understand that you sometimes scare me. You arouse me all the time, but it scares me. My body takes over, wanting to be yours; and that scares me even more..."Her voice had become softer with each word. Her eyes were down,. " He said to me."I don't know what you are talking about," I told him.He lifted his head a bit, and from the small amount of light that grazed across his face I could see his eyes were blood-red. He sighed."You know well what I mean, Mr. Roberts," He said, "Do not take me for a fool. You should get friends that are more tight-lipped." I think you should just leave," I said to him.He sighed heavily and scowled at me, "That is unfortunate."Outside a large bolt of lightening lit up the sky. The.