Not hair... fur, like an animal's fur, soft, it wasn't on my hands and feet though, now under the metal underwear. It was just I was growing fur like ...an animal... I thought I must be under some heavy drugs at first, I don't know how to describe it, it didn't feel bad, just very confusing, I mean, I'm a human, not an animal. There I was though, growing fur like some animal, unable to stop until it had grown to perhaps a half an inch in length, I reached down to pet myself again and was still in. And even with the tears he still saw their names, and the memories came to him thick and fast, even if the minute details were slightly blurred after all this time. He saw them as they first met in the beginning, young and brave and not really understanding what they were doing but determined to be heroes of the regiment. Fools but oh so brave fools they all were.The training was hard and whittled the numbers of recruits down but they all kept going because they all thought they were immortal.. You understand. I’m sure...”Our SUV was traveling south, leaving Fort Worth behind and speeding towards the Mexican border. That felt wrong, If we needed to enter Mexico, we could have flown a lot closer and crossed at one of any number of illegal entry points. The Wolf saw my confusion, and said, “We’re not crossing into Mexico, Ross. We’re heading to an undisclosed location to witness the final act of Roy’s interrogation of our spy.” He said nothing else, and we rode in silence for about an. As in life nothing is sure, and I have not yet written the end, so if you have suggestions on what should happen to the people in my story, please let me know and I will try to incorporate some of your suggestions. * He felt the pain as he started to rise up into consciousness, deep inside his chest, each breath seemed to cause a sharp ache. His whole body felt like lead, and it took a real effort to open his eyes. As they fluttered open the light hurt his pupils so that he closed them and just.