I was bolting through the forest as fast as I could, dodging trees as they came. My lungs were burning and my feet were aching, they were all cut up as I ran on old branches and dried up leaves, and all the time I was thinking "I shouldn't have blown up that hospital." I was wearing only a tight white shirt and tight black biker shorts. I heard screaming of others behind me. My foot caught on a root sticking up out of the ground. I plummeted towards the earth. My face hit hard on lifeless pine needles. I scurried up, the sound of cracking trees everywhere. I found a place to hide and started concentrating. My arms started changing; they grew paws, out of those paws appeared razor sharp claws that could cut through human flesh like it was butter. It moved down my legs. They started to shrink and get more muscular. I started tipping over. I fell onto all fours. The orange and black pattern grew all over my body. As it spread it was like a far away itch. Then my senses, I could hear things I couldn't hear before. I could smell things that only think nose could smell. Then my eyes kicked in, I had vision almost like a hawk. The night became day. Then the thing that comes every time. The mind. KILL, KILL, CHASE! I had to keep in mind that I was not a tiger, I was Jake.