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Sid was taking it easy for the first time since learning the truth about the island. He sat at a corner table in the cafeteria, one chair pulled out so he could put his leg up. He was slumped down in his own chair because of, though the pain pills might have had something to do with that. The pain pills and the alcohol, anyway. Better to wash them down with whiskey than water, that was his philosophy.

The sandwich in front of him was mostly untouched. He was too focused on in the lit cigarette he was twirling between his fingers. It was a matter of pride that he hadn't dropped it yet, given the state he was in.

And then it happened, Sid made a wrong move and the cigarette was flicked away from his hand. It bounced off his lap, hit the ground, and had the gall to roll just out of his reach.

"Damn you," he said to it.

Maybe it was a sign that he should stop fooling around and eat before his stomach revolted, but Sid ignored it. He went even further by ignoring all common sense. He leaned out of his chair to try and grab the cigarette. It might have been easier if he put his leg down, or even stood up, but instead he tried to reach for it while sprawled across two chairs.

He remained oblivious to the new arrival, at least as long as the trecherous thing remained just out of reach. Maybe if he stretched just a little more...

Sid at last turned his bleary eyes on Ambrose with the gesture. He blinked once, twice, and by the third it seemed more like he had something in his eyes. Some part of him of him, faced with teeth like that so close, indeed wanted to scream and recoil.

But that part was currently shrouded in a comfortable fog that extended to more than just his leg. Everything was lovely. So instead of screaming he grabbed the table and very slowly hauled himself to a normal sitting position, leaving the chair that had been a footrest open.

"Oh, I won't," he said, grinning as only the drugged can. "It's been on the floor."

He looked Ambrose over, and from there the cigarette was forgotten. "Nice hair. The blonde part, I mean."

Sid closed his eyes, and kept them closed until he wiped his face off with the tail of his overshirt. Laundry was an unpleasant task that was looming closer on the horizon, especially with how little he'd packed.

"It's cool," he said. And it was, at least as long as the haze was over him.

It took a few seconds for Ambrose's question to sink in, and even then he leapt to the wrong conclusion. "Bad news? Man, I saw the bad news. ********' horrible, what happened to that girl. Those girls. Everything." He frowned as the memory of the incident crawled up even despite the vicodin cocktail. "Damn it."

"The animal thing?" Sid made a throwing away gesture. "Heard about that days ago. I'm talking about the... uh... I guess you'd call it a murder, right? Or manslaughter. No wait, rabbitslaughter." He sighed. "What I mean is somebody died. Got killed..." He trailed off and shook his head before he could get started again. The most expression that could show throw in relation to that was a very distant sad look.

"This is ruining everything," he said to himself. "I had it perfect. Totally smooth." He tried to illustrate with another wave of his hand, but since he couldn't quite keep his arm level he instead ended up making a downward curving gesture. That worked, too.

"Nah," Sid said, shaking his head. "Wasn't a tiger... although one did come sniffing around right after. Thing- I mean guy- had a ********' doo rag on."

Try as he might, he couldn't focus on the trivial things for long, but suddenly so was staying on any relevant topic for long. "No, it was some wolf girl. Kinda like you, but darker. And female. With tits. Fuzzy tits." He outlined an hour glass shape with his hands. "Kinda kills the attraction, really. But, uh, anyway, yeah, she... she changed and then... Well..."

He pinched the bridge of his nose. He had to be cool about it, had to focus, for that matter.

"She got buzzed when she bit the rabbit girl, yeah... I thought she was, like, having seizures. Didn't find out about the chip thing til I talked with-" he snapped his fingers, trying to jar his unresponsive memory. "Z something. Gonzo. I dunno. Red guy. He told me about that."

He reached for his coffee, which was cold, and took a large sip. "I'm pretty sure she tore it out. Had to have, what with the big chunk of her own neck she took out."

"Ambrose," he repeated, nodding. "I'm Sid. And the wolf chick..." When he stopped to think about it he surprised himself by dredging it up. It figured, the way the rabbit girl had screamed it, that it would be burned into his memory. "Her name was Annie."

Just saying her name evoked images of the transformation again. He could only hope talking about it would be cathartic, even if he wasn't any state to use words like that. "The way it happened..." He held his hands apart as if he were trying to grasp the right words to describe it.

"She just, like, erupted with fur. I mean, she looked pretty normal before, cept for the ears and all, but... but it was bad. God, I wasn't even standing that close and I could hear the bones... uh... crunching."

His appetite died with that, assurring his sandwich and the chips that went with it were going to go to waste.

"But it's not always like that, right? The voodoo vulture, she said it was gradual."

"So long as it's not like that," Sid said. He downed the rest of his coffee and winced as it finally registered that it was so much cold sludge. After that he pushed his plate away just so he didn't get any ideas.

"I would never wanna hurt someone. I mean, look at me, I'm not a violent guy. Never quite went for the peace and love bullshit, but it got me out of 'Nam. Well, that and college. Couldn't send the smart ones, could they?" he grinned, unaware of what two decades of substance abuse could do to the brain. The brief mental blank that followed was part of it. He snapped out of it with a jerk of his head.

"Yeah, so, it'll all work out in the end, right?"

He couldn't ask that question enough, just as he couldn't quite assure himself it was true.