What Crime Put You in Our Skin?

Dumped as garbage, I’m abandoned. I convulse on the pavement and black-out vomiting.

I awake to a ratter girl tending my genetic rewrite sickness. She takes hold of my new rodent hands.

“What crime put you in our skin?” she asks.

“D-debt,” I manage.

“Me too.”

Copyright © by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.

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  1. Wow! Imagine having to undergo your own genetics being rewritten to pay back for a crime. That’d be insane, if not terrifying, if brought in reality. Heck, my heart raced after reading this—it’s scary in fiction too. I can see the horror and science fiction sides of it, and it really intrigues me when it’s also almost like body switching here. Great piece! You’re the master at sci-fi short fiction. 😃

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