Darren - Nails

I had the same old body. No extra muscles, no added height, no fresh patches of hair. The only visible difference was in my nails, which had hardened and darkened.

So why was I acting so strangely?

I drew one of my nails along the glass of the mirror and it made a long deep scratch. “I’ll have to be careful of those,” I thought to myself.

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Cirque Du Freak: A Living Nightmare, Chapter 28