Chapter 1
My hands tremor as I slide the needle into the tender flesh of my forearm. I shouldn't be taking the stuff, the morphine, but ever since I was treated with a cocaine solution similar to the stuff at 17 I've been addicted to it. The pain ebbs as I feel that I can breathe easier now that it's gone. I put the needle down and I go back to work, hoping to discover more. I place my hands in the deep chest cavity, pulling organs, looking at them and eventually putting them back inside where they belong. I stitch up the body, preparing the body to be brought back to life.
I finish preparing and I attach the wires to the body, and then attach them to the rods. I'm hoping to attract the Lightning, which is coming, quick and fast. I back away, just in time too, because the lightning strikes, one big flash and bang. Then there's smoke and it's over, just as quickly as it started. The creature sits up, panicked, grabbing for me. I don't know what possesses me but I approach it and it grabs my arm, leaving a few scratch marks and a hand-print sized bruise. I back up again and head for the door, "OK Victor, you got this, you just need to get out"I murmur to myself. I reach the door, slamming it shut, locking it, and I head up to the upper level, to the house. I get there and after closing the door, I go to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror, I look terrible, dark circles under my eyes, blood dripping down my arm. I take gauze and put it on my arm, trying to staunch the bleeding. It eventually stops and I shakily undress. I then head to bed, completely unsure of what the morning will bring, hoping that it will calm down, and not be so dangerous.