She looked him in the eye, for the first time indicating she was listening to him. She looked like she was about to answer when Sarah let out a yelp.
"Sarah, what is it?" Jon said, moving over to her.
Sarah ignored him, standing on all fours, which seemed to be natural to her at the moment. Her torso had continued to grow larger, and she would have made Gladys, whom she'd taunted for years, seem small by comparison. The vixen began to examine her.
"Subject is completely passive," the vixen. "Her violent tendencies have been completely removed." She called for her assistants. "Take them outside to the pen. I don't need them in here any longer."
One of them tied a rope around Sarah's neck and she let herself be led to an outside pen. Jon watched. Sarah didn't seem to not hear him...she just seemed more interested, as they roughly locked the door to the pen, in eating the grass. She must still be consumed by hunger.
