I tugged at a strand of hair, wincing at the sharp pain that followed. This wasn’t normal, was it? Something had to be wrong. “Beau, get some water—” The word ended in a strangled cry as the strand of hair came away in my hand. “No.” I stared at it, horrified. “No, no, NO.” Reid was at my side in an instant. “What is it? What’s—?” Shrieking, I hurled the gooey clump of hair at Beau’s face. “You idiot! Look what you’ve—WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” He pawed the slime from his face, eyes wide and alarmed, and scrambled backward as I advanced. “I told you I didn’t know what I was doing!”
