With her tongue stuck out while she gasped for breath the corpse of the enemy wolf laid on the ground by her side. She kept walking round the corpse and howling at the tops of her voice obviously calling on us. Gradually in a jiffy her bloodied injured chin healed and regenerated. She regained her bruised coat and became anew. She even became more beautiful than she she had been. She was perplexed by how much the virus could transform her into another being. She stared at herself from head to toes and gave me a warm hug in her thought for ever contaminating her.

When I pounced into the...