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Tossing and Turning
This story continues from "The Unprepared Guest".
Night pressed heavily against the windows, but Eleanor felt none of it. She lay on her back in the dim light of her bedroom, sheets tangled around her legs like vines trying to restrain her. A thin strap slipped off her shoulder as she curled inward, hands clutching at her chest as if something inside were trying to break free.
Her breath came in shallow bursts.
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Mon, 22 Dec 2025 23:22:03 -0800
At first it was only heat–an uncomfortable fever blooming beneath her skin. But the warmth deepened, darkened, tightened into something sharp. It pulsed in her veins, racing along her arms, her throat, her spine.
She winced, arching. Her fingers trembled. She didn't know why she felt like her own heartbeat was fighting her, hammering faster than she'd ever felt it, then slowing to an unnatural crawl.
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Tue, 23 Dec 2025 01:50:37 -0800
She tried to steady herself, pressing her palms flat against her sternum. It didn't help.
A cold wave rolled in behind the fever. Her skin prickled as though frost coated it. Her toes curled. Her breathing hitched. She turned onto her side, then her back again, unable to stay still. A soft whimper broke from her lips as she squeezed her eyes shut against the stabbing pressure building at the base of her skull.
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Wed, 24 Dec 2025 08:44:41 -0800
A memory–blurred, fragmented–slipped across her consciousness.
A figure leaning close in the dark.
A whisper.
A sting at her neck–one she'd dismissed as a bug bite.
She didn't know.
She truly hadn't known.
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Thu, 15 Jan 2026 01:49:47 -0800
Eleanor's back arched again in a silent cry as the change surged. Her grip on the sheets tightened until her knuckles whitened. Her muscles tensed and released, tensed and released, fighting something invisible yet consuming.
Her pulse thudded once more–then steadied into something colder. Slower. Stronger.
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Mon, 26 Jan 2026 17:17:10 -0800
She turned her head to the side, hair spilling across the pillow like a dark halo. Her lips parted as her breathing softened into an eerie stillness, her body relaxing not because the pain had ceased, but because it had "finished its work".
Somewhere inside her chest, something new woke.
And Eleanor, unaware of the bite, unaware of the night's true hunger, lay trembling on her bed... no longer fully human.
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Tue, 27 Jan 2026 05:26:41 -0800
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