He howled in pain, dropping the syringe he’d been holding.
Chaos erupted in the room. Alarms began to blare, red lights flashing along the walls. I fought my way toward the door, biting and clawing at anyone who tried to stop me.
Once in the hallway, I shifted back to human form. Staying a wolf made it more difficult to weave in and out without getting spotted.
The shift back was even more painful, and I nearly collapsed from the effort. My vision spotted, and I had to lean against the wall to stay upright.
On my way out, I pried a t-shirt and a lab coat off of one of the unconscious technicians to cover myself. Then, I grabbed my shoes, hopping on one foot to put them on before I let the door slam closed behind me.
The hallway split into two directions. I chose left, staggering as fast as I could. Every step sent waves of pain through my stomach. I clenched my jaw, my hand reaching down to brace my lower belly.
