Yep, can't say I understand it all. Some sort of poison?"
"Basically, yeah. The scientist who'd been experimenting on... and I suppose caring for those poor folks, was smart enough to realise the hammer was going to drop on them if they captured me. She's basically been holding me hostage, feeding me the antidote every day for the last week."
The werecat grunted in disgust, stroking his bristly chin thoughtfully.
"Saw your picture on the news, that was a hoot. All sorts of folks been dropping by unannounced to ask about ya."
"Yeah, sorry about that. It's only going to get worse though, they want me to be some sort of ambassador for the Revelation. I'm working with the agency they're setting up to try keep people honest when this all comes out. It feels good to do stuff like getting
