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((…)) Oh yeah, I was telling you when I first noticed I was changing. I woke up Saturday morning feeling exhausted. The room spun. Throbbing pain crept across my forehead. I looked down at my hands and saw lights. What \u2014 ? ((??)) Sparkling lights. Not fluorescent or 60 watt or halogen.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m talking about infinite points of brightness in the brown flesh of my hands. In and on them. If that wasn\u2019t bad enough my nicely manicured fingernails were no longer painted Pleasingly Plum. They had become little oval windows to outer space. ((!!)) I know it sounds strange, but this is what happened. ((…)) Apology accepted. And lay off the fancy titles.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m not an official representative from Earth. Just call me Janet. Anyway, no matter which way I turned my fingers all I saw was endless velvet darkness filled with sparkling stars. ((??)) Yes, every single finger. I thought it was those funny lights you see when you close your eyes and press on your eyeballs.<\/p>\n

((…)) Oh. I forgot you don\u2019t have eyeballs. ((??)) Uh \u2014 yeah. I guess if I had anything like that and did that to them it might be the same. Then I looked down at my feet. They were transparent. ((??)) Like glass, but not shiny. I wiggled my toes.<\/p>\n

They felt normal but I could see the wood floor through them. ((??)) I did what any normal human would do. I closed my eyes. That didn\u2019t help because I could see through my eyelids. The lights in my fingers grew into swirling intricate designs up my wrists and around my arms.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s when I first heard you. ((??)) No. Nothing like now. There was a low rumbling sweet sound in my nose. The words were jumbled. I didn\u2019t know then but it was the interlateral skiagramic time space continuum split that was distorting your words. ((??)) Just something I figured out later, or maybe I overheard you mention it. ((…)) Sure I sound calm now. Back then I decided that standing on my transparent feet and running through my apartment screaming would make me feel better.<\/p>\n

Except I started to float. I tried to grab something but I couldn\u2019t move my arms or legs. I thought for a moment I had died and this was an afterlife thing, but it didn\u2019t look like anything I\u2019d seen on television. Did I tell you that I lived in one of those factory buildings that had been converted into apartments?<\/p>\n

((…)) Well, when I saw myself approaching the two-foot thick brick wall in my bedroom I knew it was all over. But instead of banging into the wall, my body bubbled through it. ((??)) I was more than surprised. I was shocked. When I came out of the wall I found I had shifted in my body.<\/p>\n

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Necon Modern Horror #9 Cover and Interior Art by Jill Bauman A digital edition published by Necon E-Books Copyright 2011 Linda Addison Cover & Interior Art Copyright 2011 by Jill Bauman This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. If you\u2019re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy.<\/p>\n

Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. The stories contained herein, including names, characters and places, are works of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. OceanofPDF.com This collection is dedicated to Bob Booth, the Necon Gang and all my friends and family who have wrapped me in love\u2026<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com Copyright Acknowledgments \u201cNight of the Living and Dead\u201d copyright 1995 by Outer Darkness magazine, Fall Annual. \u201cLittle Red in the Hood\u201d copyright 1995 by Tomorrow magazine. \u201cPullus Cogens\u201d copyright 1997 by Tomorrow magazine. \u201cDust to Dust\u201d, \u201cOne Night at Sheri-Too-Long\u2019s Popcorn Bar\u201d, \u201cJust Passing Through\u201d, \u201cThe Box\u201d, \u201cAnimated Objects\u201d, \u201cAm I Repeating Myself?\u201d copyright 1997 by Animated Objects (Space & Time). \u201cBoo\u201d copyright 1998 by Going Postal anthology (Space & Time).<\/p>\n

\u201cLand Sharks\u201d copyright Sept 1998 by Asimov\u2019s SF magazine. \u201cFire\/Fight\u201d, \u201cForever Dead\u201d, \u201cBottling Up De Evil\u201d, \u201cMourning Meal\u201d, \u201cSharp, Shiny Hurting Things\u201d copyright 2001 by Consumed, Reduced to Beautiful Grey Ashes (Space & Time). \u201cExcerpts from The Unabridged Traveler\u2019s Guide as UFOs in Galaxy A.G.2\u201d copyright 2001 by Scars anthology. \u201cComic Cannibals\u201d copyright 2001 by GSHW in A Fearful Way. \u201cThe Power\u201d copyright 2004 Dark Dreams (Kensington Publishing Corp).<\/p>\n

\u201cMilez To Go\u201d copyright 2006 by Voices From The Other Side, Dark Dreams II (Kensington Publishing Corp). OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com Introduction I\u2019ve always loved words. When I was in school and the teacher gave me a copy of my first book, \u201cSee Dick Run\u201d kind of book. I remember holding it and knowing I wanted to make things like this without understanding what that meant. I did know it told a story and my mother was a wonderful storyteller who would make up tales, and include us children as characters.<\/p>\n

I still love words. I\u2019ve been known to take the titles of friends\u2019 books and turn them into a poem. Some find it amusing and\/or perplexing. I just like playing with words.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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