SAMANTHA CARTER
I woke up with the strangest feeling in my body. For several seconds, I remained completely still, staring at the ceiling while the events of the previous night slowly returned to me. Carla standing in my doorway, the strange silver light beneath my skin, his hand touching mine, and the explosion of energy that had sent everything around us flying all came rushing back at once.
But what stayed with me the most was the look on his face before he walked away. Carla had looked terrified, and that frightened me because I had never seen him look that way before.
I slowly sat up and pushed the blanket away from my legs as I looked down at my hands. They looked completely normal now, and there wasn't even a trace of the silver glow I had seen the night before. I turned my palms
