Abigail races to stop and reverse the changes. Chapter 3 of 3.
The silver crescent moon overhead cast pale gray light but Abigail noticed with faint alarm that the ground itself seemed to be glowing lavender, lighting her way. She shied away from the well-lit paths not just to hide her monstrous changes but also from an irrational fear of the blue arcs and nearly unbearable thrumming sound the lamps and electric poles gave off.
Thankfully, the campus was nearly empty and, as she approached the library, she knew it was she would find it nearly completely vacant; her sharp ears heard only a few people tapping away on computer keyboards. …
Abigail’s changes begin to accelerate and she finally takes notice. Chapter 2 of 3.
Large red numbers wavered before Abigail’s eyes. She blinked several times and then yawned, hiding her mouth behind her small hand. The room was utterly still and the only sound a faint dripping noise somewhere in the distance.
Blinking again, the young woman sat up, idly scratching at the light fur along her midriff. Her hidden claws left tiny red lines against her tanned, flat stomach. The stark numbers informed her that she was suddenly wide awake at 4:12 am.
Across the room, Sally snorted and turned to her side, muttering something about a ‘Mr.…
Set in a near-future science-fiction story, a doctor makes a breakthrough in gene therapy that has world-changing applications. Away from prying eyes, he tests his discovery on an unsuspecting young woman and documents her changes.
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Like a spy cloaked against its enemies, three small spiked shapes danced unnoticed by the neighboring cells floating in the culture dish. Dimmed light from the monitor lit Dr. Campbell’s face while he watched the movement of the magnified sample. Computers hummed in the darkened room, providing power to the algorithms that automatically tracked and recorded the specimens.