I looked at Skya in anticipation. It was too early to tell but not all people who become Genetics live, most die. She looked way better and the stab wound in her chest was gone. Fynn walked in. “She still hasn’t woke up?” I shook my head. This was it though, if she didn’t wake up soon she probably wouldn’t. Skya took a deep breath and started to shift around. I looked closely. Her eyes twitched. “Fynn! Come quick!” He sprinted in. I looked back at her. Her eyes flickered open. They were silver. Then gold, blue, green, violet. Every color of the rainbow. Skya blinked. “Hey Fynn hey Evi… what happened….”
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