For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

three years to track down. To them, I was a walking collection of biological patents, a highly advanced piece of military hardware that had accidentally developed a dangerous civilian personality named Alex. If they secured me tonight, they would wipe my memory clean using the facility’s chemical erasure protocols, resetting my consciousness back to continue reading …