Something was wrong.
The injection was meant to push her body beyond human limits. For a week, she had felt tired and parched. The fatigue was expected. The thirst was not. Even after drinking enough to drown a fish, she still found herself reaching for the pitcher.
To make things worse, despite all the water she was drinking, she hadn’t needed to go to the restroom. Where was all the water disappearing to?
In the morning, she found her answer in the form of a pair feathery wings growing from the small of her back.
She sat up. For a long moment, she stared at the fluffy appendages as the white feathers disturbed by her movement floated around her like snow. She took a deep breath.