"We told them everything--well, almost everything. I was saving the stuff I'd found out at the cabin. This was enough for now. Too much actually. Despite having seen our powers in action--my near-transformation and Daniel knocking out the pilot--Corey and Hayley couldn't seem to process it. Corey kept saying, "Are you sure?" tentatively, as if he didn't want to insult our intelligence, but he couldn't help thinking there had to be a logical explanation. Hayley just stared at me. When I finally stopped talking, she said, "Are you crazy?" "Hey!" Sam said. "No, seriously. You think you're going to change into a cougar? Maybe in thirty years you'll start thinking college boys are kinda hot, but that's the only sort of cougar you can turn into, Maya. Anything else is nuts." "Right," Sam said. "So you weren't here an hour ago? When her face started changing?" "Yes, something did happen to her face. I don't know what it was, but I'll bet it has to go with those vitamins and drugs they were feeding us back in Salmon Creek. That's what all this is about. They were doing medical experiments on us. It explains what Daniel did on the helicopter and what happened with Maya's face." "And Rafe?" Sam said. "Does medical research explain why Rafe thought he was a skin-walker, too, when he'd never even been to the clinic?" "I...I don't know." Hayley squared her shoulders. "No one ever saw Rafe do anything magical. He just he was one of these skin-walkers. That's from your religion or whatever, right?" "My religion?" I said. "The stuff you people believe in." "You people?" Corey said. "Holy hell, Hayley. Did you really just say that?" She went beet red. "I--I didn't mean--" "We know exactly what you meant," Sam said. "Got a racist streak there, huh? Surprise, surprise."