The Other World

You look down at yourself.

You're tan, seemingly from spending as much time in the sun as you can. You look down at your hands. They're also tan. You run a hand through your hair. It's a mess of curls. You feel of your head and notice that your hair is in high scruffy buns. You pull a piece of hair out of your head and look at it. It's bright red. You scoff, recognizing that your teeth are now sharpened to a point. You look down at your body. You're wearing casual clothing, a tube top and a green jacket. Your pants are a simple pair of jeans. You're wearing a pair of boots. You kick forwards again. They're this universe's equivalent of Doc Martens.

Cool. You're an alternative werewolf.

You roll your eyes, frustrated with the situation you've gotten yourself into.

You need to see your face.

You decide to proceed into camp, hopefully to find a mirror and get to know your new body more.

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