Miracle, experiment or error? what I am? We are going to find out together what I was given to be and all that can happen... I close my eyes tightly, sinking even harder (if possible) into the mattress, wanting it to swallow me or suffocate me. If the Retest date is approaching, it means that 3 years have passed...- Bel, why don't they eliminate me like they did with the other subjects? I ask with my eyes still tightly shut and already knowing what Isobel's answer would be. It would be the same one she'd been giving me for years every time I asked.- You have much more potential than the others, Isobel answers briefly, after which she leaves the room.The straps that bound me to the bed retreated back into their unseen hiding places, and I lay there for a few more minutes, contemplating my entire pitiable existence.I am the unfortunate product of a brilliant experiment that helped save the human race. But also to create a new one.