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The strange groan awoke Mark with a jerk and when he raised his head, a dark form loomed in his doorway. Panic seared through him until a familiar voice cut through the darkness. It was Nina...and she was counting? Was she using his pull up bar? No. That's impossible. He could barely do one, let alone sixty. She must have been playing a prank on him. And yet as he rose, her glistening form caught the moon's light. It was undeniable. Something was different about her, and Mark was going to get to the bottom of it!