"You're not human anymore," he whispers into my ear. "The closest thing I can say is that you're now a werewolf."
I sat there numbly as the chaos around me kept going at a blistering pace. I look around to see where Carl and Lori are, then over to Shane and Daryl working to try and get the door open. I look back at Jenner … how did this happen to me?
I get up and go over to him, grabbing his arm. "How did this happen to me!"
"It's a product of this virus and you being in a coma. The virus didn't know how to deal with your 'condition' because you were not dead and you weren't alive. It began to change you in ways that would be fascinating to study if we had the time."
I back away and look at him, now all the tests made sense. "You want to turn me into some sort of lab animal, run tests and shit on me."
"It would be nice to know how it mutated your body," he says in a hushed voice. "Look, I have no idea how this is going to affect you. I can't tell you what to expect and what not to. All I can say is get it under control as fast as you can."
"How do I do that!" I hiss.
"Control your anger, don't let it control you," he tells me.
"How the hell am I supposed to do that!" I snarl at him.
"Just do it and get the hell out of here!" he snaps at me as the countdown continues.
"RICK!" Shane calls out. "We need help on this door brother!"
Staring at Jenner, I literally snarl at him before taking off. In that instance, I felt like a wolf. I actually heard how I sounded. Running up to the door, I shove Daryl and Shane aside and dig my hands into it. I feel my fingernails hardening, lengthening, as I dig them into the door and shove it open as hard as I can.
"Damn man, what did he do to you?" Shane asks, touching my shoulder.
"Let's just get the hell out of here," I snarl and look back at Jenner.