Fantasy Drabble #244 “Drunk And Disorderly”

It starts with the itch. It’s like a ten-minute warning: I have only that long to finish what I’m doing and get into the cage. I’d be near the cage already because I’ve been doing this long enough to know when the moon is going to be full and make my plans accordingly.

Unfortunately, I’m not in my own cage now, I’m in a holding cell at the local police station. They think they’re letting me sleep off my liquor so they can cut me loose with a fine in the morning.

They’re going to have some interesting CCTV footage.

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