Failing Moon
“Pills, I need those pills!”
Looking for his suit jacket, Tarrin found it folded over a chair. Searching the pockets, he pulled out the small contact case containing the emergency serum tablets.
“They won’t work now, just saying,” the wolf said casually.
“I’ll take them both. That should work!”
Ignoring the wolf's comment, Tarrin grabbed a glass of orange juice from the tray and popped both pills in his mouth before swallowing with a gulp of juice.
It took a moment, and the familiar heaviness in his stomach the medicine gave him appeared, and he said, “Did it work?”
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