Part 3 - Arts, acts and affects of paranoia
**Chapter 3** (In Chris' perspective) The concrete pavement where I was lying was bare and unforgiving, I was curled up in a fetal position with my muscles clenched and for the life of me I couldn't unclench my paws or move myself. As a moment...
Part 4 - The start of a new begining.
**Chapter 6** (Chris' perspective) My head felt like it was dancing in circles. I gradually stirred out of the confusion and darkness slowly starting to make out a figure. It sat in the woods a bag tucked beside him as he ferociously tore apart the...
Part 1 - Shocks and horrors.
##### Chapter 1 ##### "CHRIS!" A quiet moment passed, and foolishly I thought it would last. "CHRIS GOD DAMN IT!" The lion was making his way into his room yanking the curtains open. Realising that the fox did not want to be yelled at first thing...