It felt like a cold chill sweeping over him. And then he was no longer in control. It was. It changed Jon's clothes to match the black latex of the others. It was odd, but Jon's fingernails became longer and were colored black, also just like the others that had been taken over.
"How do you feel, Jon?" Sarah asked, smiling.
"I feel good."
"Ahem, I think that you have something of mine," Karyn said, standing about 15 feet away.
"I don't think so. This is mine," Sarah said.
Karyn looked confused, then not, as she figured out what was going on. "Is that you, 263? You've been wanting what I've had for centuries and now you think that you've got it. But you're wrong. The master will always favor me the most and you can never have that."
"We'll see about that."
