1 Prologue

Pain. So much pain. Too much pain. Constant, unrelenting, continuous. But what do I matter, I'm a lab rat. Someone who lives through pain to allow someone else a better life, a chance to recover, is what the green men said. Yes I will live on to allow someone else a life other than pain and a hospital bed, is what they said.

Darkness cool and refreshing; a very odd feeling of no pain washed over her for the first time in her life. All 24 years of it.

Silf opened her eyes to see her family's sob racked bodies shaking over her cooling body, surrounded by sullen medical staff, beeping equipment and white walls. 'Wait. That's not right how am I looking at my own body.' Then realization hit. The blessed pain relief was death her one and only friend in life. Had held her shoulder during the hardest times but never over exerted her force. 'No, she rescued me from the painful process.' Tearing, ripping, stitching repeat over and over and over again. An endless cycle of pain and suffering. I was strange though for Silf had never felt no pain before; she felt like she was wrapped in cotton wool, safe and warm.

"Hey! Hey!" "This is not time to be lost in your thoughts" A loud over assertive voice echoed around her. Before she could respond the voice continued "Do you want to live again?" Silf, if she had a body, would of cried. "yes, YES! I do." she called.

The air around her suddenly became chilling (if a spirit can get chills) and the girl was sucked with great force and pain to somewhere very dark and very cold. The voice spoke once again, still in the over assertive shout "You' ll do..." "I guess."