4thFromtheSun

Prologue “It’s okay Jenny we’re not going to hurt you” … A blurred silhouette of a man in white assured me. It was a lie as my life had been for the past 14 years,  I stood up straight to take my next shot. “My headaches aren’t getting better Dr.Q.”  I slid my hand towards a mirror by my bedside and examined myself. Rims of black surrounded my eyes and my skin was as pale as a blank sheet of paper and my veins were bulging as I ran my finger down my cheek. My eyes transitioned from blue to yellow as the doctor pricked my skin with the syringe. “Ah there it is again, your metamorphosis