She pulls away, at that, leaning back so that she can look him right in the eye. Her coloring is pale, still, her eyes over-bright. "The genetic engineers said the same thing about my parents."

Look where that got them. More accurately, look who that got them. Three perfectly normal, beautiful daughters, yes, but the fourth child--

"His screams mixed with the screams of my family as they were put to death, and there was only one thing I wanted to do.

Put an end to the screaming."

K R A K K.