“The end is near! We must strengthen our race against those underworld demons! They rule over us! They drink our blood! They mate with our women! They walk amongst us like they own the earth! A sickening truth is they look like us! But do not be deceived, they are not humans and will never be! Beneath their human-like skin is a wild savage beast that feeds on our fear, so in my opinion, we need to rise and fight our cause. It is time for our independence! It is time to rise against their menace and be liberated.”
Fists clapped against fist, voices jeered and screamed, the uproar echoing in the town hall. Men and women dressed in animal skin and fur whispered to one another in support of what was said. Children howled and ran about, showing their support in their own little way.
Isobel Stratford stood uneasily in a corner, a tight smile on her face as her stomach coiled.