I have to get out of here, away from all the crowds of people. I need to escape to a safe place, for not only my safety, but for everybody around me as well. I was starting to feel my body stretching and convulsing, wanting to transform.
I frantically looked around the station trying to spot the nearest exit, noticing one about fifty yards away. I ran through the mass of people headed towards the platform. Dodging and weaving, heading towards the stairs that will hopefully lead me above ground. Finally, fresh air. Well, as fresh as it gets in the heart of london. I studied my surroundings,
I could already feel my heart-rate speeding up, getting ready for me to change. Where could i go? I preferably needed to get to a park of some sort, but i couldn't navigate my way out of Asda, never mind finding my way around london. My breathing was quickening, the change was going to happen whether i was at a park or not. I need to get out of here.
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