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It's midnight and the full moon has risen. I writhe and scream as again and again my bones melt and reconstruct themselves as painfully as they can possibly manage. My muscles are on fire and my blood boils hot. The wolf howls and slams against the confines of my mind, trying to escape while I try futilely to hold it back.
But the pain ends at a terrible cost - my mind.