“You need to give him electricity.” Says the pack to their Alpha,as they gaze curiously at the pile of body parts sitting on the museum floor. Without hesitation Byyron sticks one hand in the pile of goo while jabbing a finger of the other hand into the electrical outlet. As the sparks fly and his body twitches uncontrollably, Sharron leaps to the rescue knocking him from his shock – yelling “Alpha oh Alpha!”. The pile of meat remained a pile of meat. The pack gazes sadly at a dismembered hand, trying to remember the name of Byyron’s creation. Koal, boring quickly, starts going through the artifacts strewn about the room. Of interest is a spear that he grabs eagerly. “Try this” he says to Byyron. The Alpha touches his tip of the spear to the meat, holding on to hope, desperate that it will work. As the pack waits, Sharron glances across the gauntlet just in case. The view there is surprising, a cacophony of whirling swirling spirits fill her view- dazzling lights nearly ...
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