The Fur Sample
Without offering much explanation, Dr. Morgan carefully clipped a small sample of Nyx’s fur. “I need to analyze this more closely,” he said as he turned and walked briskly to the back of the clinic. The way he handled the fur—like it was a precious or dangerous specimen—unnerved the family.
They sat in silence, watching the door close behind him. Nobody said a word as they processed what had just happened. Everything in that moment pointed toward something extraordinary. The tension was no longer just about curiosity—it was now laced with fear, awe, and the sense that their lives were about to change forever.
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