#Chapter 62: Out From Under

Rowena “Rowena, have you been tested for Wolf’s Fury?” I let out an involuntary scoff at Emma’s words. “Wolf’s Fury?” I asked. “What makes you think I could have that?” She shrugged and leaned back in her chair, albeit still keeping her voice low so as not to be overheard. “Your symptoms sound like some of the early signs I’ve seen on the news,” she said. “Apparently, it starts with fevers and chills, followed by loss of stability, and then…” “I know,” I said. I had seen the news too, even though I hated looking at it. “Loss of appetite, mood swings, migraines with aura…” “And then psychosis,” Emma added. “Sudden psychosis.” I shuddered just at the thought. The way Wolf’s Fury just suddenly went from relatively mild flu-like symptoms to sudden psychosis, marked with severe aggression, sounded terrifying. But I felt fine now, truly. “Well, my symptoms are gone,” I said as coolly as I could muster. “And besides, we get tested at the checkpoints every morning anyway.