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Jon blinked at his hand. The skin, still the usual brown, and lying, blinked back.
“Huh.”
Jon wasn’t stupid. He was a big kid, he’d seen horror movies.
He’d just felt that after waking, his head splitting from all the things he Knew, well, he at least warranted 'looking a bit cool' to come with turning into a monster. Not whatever this was.
Jon looked and Looked around. His skin did not dry from its obvious inability to blink.
Jon thought for a moment. Blinked his two eyes. Made a face when the ‘skin’ of his eyelids wasn’t skin anymore.