Brody's eyes fluttered open, his mind foggy and disoriented. He was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, and his body felt heavy, as if weighed down by an invisible force. His senses were heightened, and every sound, every smell, was amplified.
He tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him back onto the cold, damp floor. His wolf, once a silent companion, now spoke to him in a voice that echoed in his mind.
"Brody, we are changed," it growled. "The infection has taken hold. We are no longer fully human."
Brody's mind recoiled in horror. "What have they done to us?" he whispered, his voice shaking.
"We are stronger, faster," his wolf replied. "But we are also bound to their will. We must find a way to resist."
Brody's thoughts were a jumbled mix of fear, anger, an
