Curtis pried his eyes open for the first time, but they shut down again, unwilling to forgo sleep. He agreed with them. He needed to sleep a little longer, and his body felt all sore all over. What had he done all through last night? He thought, his head pumping wildly against him and he thought of aspirin. He sighed. He never believed that in this inhuman life of his, that he would ever think of aspirin, a human drug, used to curb headache and its symptoms. Of course werewolves had ...