Page 20 of Enzo

"The boss followed you home... 'cause you know you ran out during the fight."

Her face flamed even brighter now. That fight wasn't real, and she wasn't going to believe it was real.

"Ven, where's the bathroom?" He pointed to a door behind her.

She went and opened it; sure enough, it was a nice big bathroom. She didn't know where she was, but she knew the rent for places like this was more than she could afford. She'd have to move to the dog park later today. She grabbed a change of clothes and a towel and disappeared into the bathroom. Theshower was large, and she wanted to take advantage of it while she could.

Maybe, she thought as she was soaping herself up, she could get a shrink, and he would put her on meds. She bet there was anti-hallucinatory stuff. She would take it and still be able to work and live a normal life; people did that all the time. One of the girls she worked with told her she went to get mental help, and now she was just fine. That's what she would do.

It won't work.

That wasn't a dream or a hallucination.

They turned into big inhuman creatures.

You don't believe us.

Ask Ven. Ask Enzo. Ask any of them but whatever you do, don't make them mad.

Argh! She screamed and screamed because this was too much, and for the first time in her life, she thought she was going crazy, not just teasing herself about it.

"Camire, are you all right?"

Strangely, the sound of Enzo's voice helped her get herself together.

"I'm fine. I'll be out soon."

There was a mumbled response and then quiet from the living room. Deja finished her shower and worked quickly through getting herself together. There was a new toothbrush as well as everything else she needed for her daily routine. No pick or brush, but she had those in her purse.

She came out dressed in a cute little skirt as well as a low crop top. Yeah, she knew people her size weren’t supposed to wear crop tops, but that wouldn't stop her from wearing one. It was belly fat, not radioactive material.

"You look beautiful." Enzo stood up and made his way to her, wrapping her in his arms.

"Thanks." She hid her face in his chest because she didn't want to face what was coming next.

"I think after last night we have to talk," he said, leading her to the couch that Ven deserted.

"We could pretend it didn't happen." Her voice came out small.

"We could, but is that what you want to do?"

She shook her head. As much as she might say she wanted to live in ignorance, that wasn't the truth. She'd start scratching at the surface until she knew what was happening.

"Let me start by saying what you saw was real. We can change our shape. Here you might call us shapeshifters. To us, it's as natural as breathing. We were amazed when we landed here that humans don't change shape. A large part of the galaxy does, but not everyone."

Do we believe this?

What reason does he have to lie to us?

He said a large part of the galaxy could change their shape.

If there are more people than the people of the earth, shouldn't they be like us? Confined to one shape.

Who said the galaxy was a reflection of our image?

The Bible! Duh.

And that was that as the voices in her head went silent.

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