May 06, 2005 21:16
I've been living is Salem for a couple of years now, working in the National Park. It's been very quiet here. At first it took me to get used to the not-so-craziness of Salem, eventually I did. Monitoring the park day to day. Nothing big this week. No demon activity or even off season hunters. This job is defiantly the job for me because I have complete control over my inner wolf. I don't "wolf out" like I did back at Sunnydale. I have complete control over my mind and body.
I get to leave work early because it's a really slow day today. My home is a plain apartment a little out of town. I take the bus to get there. It's not too bad. I check my mail, none. I check my messages, none. Surprising. I walk into my apartment. Nothing happened the same way I left it this morning. It's not too late in the afternoon, maybe I should stop in town and buy some supplies. Eh, town. It's so...eh. But, I need some books and other necessities. Might as well go.
I mosey on into town, taking the bus. I walk from the bus station to the bookstore. Ding Ding. I lothe that bell. I smile at the cashier and go about my way. What is it that I needed? Oh right, I need another book about the mind and how to control it. I forgot what it's called. I'll ask one of the shopkeepers walking around. I lurk around, trying to find one.
"Excuse Me." I tap her on the shoulder. She turns around and it's Willow.
What?