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There he was. I could see him clearly now, and I gasped, my bottom lip beginning to tremble. He really didn't look anything like the mugshot I'd seen a few months ago. Ripples of muscle sprang forth from his shoulders and chest, even his back. His biceps looked to be as wide as Shane's thighs, which are substantial. Beyond that, his eyes were so bloodshot, I could see them in the dim light from the discarded flashlight. Dark shadows rimmed them, and his lips were drawn back in a snarl, his fangs bared. His hands were more like animal paws now, with thick, curly dark claws, and he was hunched at the shoulder. Like a beast learning to walk on its hind feet. His skin was ghastly and pale, his bald head glinting as perspiration covered his flesh, which was bare from the waist up. He was a monster, all right.