Consumption or not, it pried her body open and locked its claws into her flesh. Phoebe glanced down at the vivisection for a moment and a new wave of adrenaline shivered through her.
She couldn’t hear herself but she was sure she must be screaming. She screamed until the wails turned to gurgles as blood spilled out of her gagged mouth. Something--static, pressure--thumped through her spine as the monster’s form was swallowed by hers. Her blood flowed over it as it’s own viscera seeped through its fur, their tissues melting together. The boundary between them blurred like the horizon on a sweltering day. Phoebe no longer knew where she ended and where it began.
Then, the light overwhelmed them.