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...to fear not just for my sanity, but for my life. She never repeated it again.

I took a shower. Then she gave me her list of what had happened. She had drawn a picture of the gargoyle. However, he was crouched on the edge of the bed just as he was on the Cathedral down the street. I recognized him, then.

I looked back at the middle of the page, where the notes about the table were. As I went down in the elevator, I scanned over it. Again and again, and I could not read the four words. I could count them. I could read over them. But I could not comprehend them. Focus caused a migraine.

I got on the bus, knowing I would be late. It was full, so I stood, hanging onto the metal bars. Something caught the corner of my eye. I turned, and looked through the crowd that occupied the bus. It was morning rush hour. People dressed for work.

I saw the wolf, standing between men and women dressed for business. The wolf saw me. I blinked, and it was gone.

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