moonlight sashimi – thirst

This is his ready-made explanation, for the local cops.

Lucky he’s an old hand at hot-wiring boats.  Due to occasional necessity, rather than preference.  And he guns it, desperate.  The change is coming on.  But he needs deeper waters, needs to be free of the risk of capture, needs…

Needs to change.  The moon burns him, telling him it’s time, too late for anything else but this.  Engine still running, leaving foamy crests of a fevered wake, spreading out into the darkness.  Greg leaps onto the lip of the boat.

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