(Chapter 0) Infected: The Days In the Glass Bed by Mrs89fluffy, literature
Literature
(Chapter 0) Infected: The Days In the Glass Bed
‘O’Death, Won’t you spare me over til’ another year……’
I feel myself getting pulled from the darkness.
I can feel my body again.
No more death.
No more nightmares.
I'm free.....
“She's waking up.”
“No she can't be, it's too early! Put her back under.”
“I can’t, it's not working, she’s resisting.”
l begin to open my eyes, mixtures of white and blue blind my vision before I adjust to the light.
“You didn't tell me about the eyes.”
“W-well it must have something to do with the Python DNA.”
My vision clears and I look around.
White, one of the very first memories I had when I was born, well, made; (can't really say I was born because I was in a tube for the first three years of my life), but life was so much simpler back then, as simple as it could be for a freak like me, I didn't have to worry about passing out from over using my energy, or having to protect weak humans from themselves, but I suppose it's my fault, since my DNA did get everybody infected.
