Laurel seemed hesitant, at first, not wanting to take part in another person's pain, but she acknowledged that it would be worse for him if his arm wasn't put back in place. After a moment of thought, she followed closely after the men.
"Why is it always the arms? " Alastor said rhetorically. Eric shook his hand and shrugged anyway. Alastor glanced back to see if Laurel was still following. "So has any part of you shifted? Hands, feet or teeth? Each sirum responds differently between individuals." He asked her curiously.
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Leverett could hear the approach of several people and called out urgently, "Help me, someone! I'm in here. I need help!"
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