Timestamp: Tessera (Autumn), 81380 Matt stared at the transparent milky glow of the energy field, his hand trailing over it. The surface like the water of a pound as his hands caused ripples to emanate outwards. His cell was somewhat large, about 6ft square that was 10ft high. He was in the cell by his own choice, the moon would be rising soon and his horrible transformation would begin. Yet he was confidant in his own workmanship, the field was simple enough but that did not make it weak in anyway. He could see the little generator outside the bluish white glow. The only barrier between him and the girl he loved. He prayed it held. He paced back and forth in his confinement, she would be back soon with the food. Fresh meat to slide in once he was transformed so he didn’t starve him self. His “other" self had a very high metabolism and could burn off food dangerously fast hence they ravenous hunger, yet if they could not find anything to eat it could be deadly for him. He sighed heavily and sat down on the concrete floor, the only thing in his cell since the field even cut him off from the walls. Brick and mortar wouldn’t hold him in. His hands came up to his face and he buried himself in them. Shutting out the light. He feared for her safety. He feared for what he could do if he got out. Yet he was also afraid of the pain, the agony was something he could never take. His bones snapping and reforming, he knew he should be more like a man and bear it but he never could. Still couldn’t. He didn’t want to cry this time though, not in front of her. He burried his face in his hands and felt comfort in the warm fur there. Rubbing some sense into his head.
