JLMacDonald

I slowly opened my eyes and found Alex sitting by my side, holding my hand gently. "Dana?" he asked incredulously. "I'm here," I chocked, my mouth drier than the Sahara. "How do you feel?" "I don't know."  I was incredibly groggy, trying to make sense of the recent events.  I looked down at my hands and noticed they were no longer covered in that familiar hue, but rather, in soft chocolate brown fur.  I instantly recoiled my arm in sheer horror. "It's OK, Dana," Alex tried to reassure me.  I started crying as memory fragments of the night before came back to me. "The main thing is you're healthy," Alex leaned over and gave me a gentle h