Time to Call the Police

Is that my natural form? Stacy wondered. Did I look like that myself whilst I was unconscious? Or could Chris have been lying to me?

She decided that such speculation was futile. Better to think about what she should do now. There was a phone on the desk, and the obvious next step seemed to be to use it to ring the police. The only question was what to tell them. She doubted that telling them that she wanted them to take two octopoids into custody would be taken very seriously.

She picked up the handset:

1. And dialled 911.
2. But before she could phone, there was a groan as the man who had fainted came round.

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