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ANIMORPHS™ #05

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I guess I kind of zoned out for a while. I didn’t know for how long, until I became suddenly alert and heard Ax’s drowsy voice in my head saying, <We have only seven minutes left.>

That jolted me. I was not about to spend the rest of my life trapped as a lobster.

<Okay, I am out of this morph, I don’t care who sees,> I yelled.

<Agreed,> Jake said. <Time’s up. We have to take our chances.>

<At least it’s warmer now,> I said. I tried to look around, but my antennae felt nothing in the air. And my eyes only saw meaningless, blurry gray forms.

I focused on demorphing. I wondered if I could close my human eyes when Jake started to reappear. I really did not want to watch Jake and Ax demorph. Once had been enough. I would already have nightmares for a month.

<Here goes,> I said. I began the change. But just then I again felt the sensation of pressure on my shell. My pincers came free. Someone, or something, had removed the rubber bands.

And suddenly I felt a warmth billowing up around me.

Steam. <Oh, no.>