Truth Beyond the Veil Chapter 3: Chapter 2: A Weird Thirst

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Summer, 8:00; Location: Victor's house, Earth; New Day, new world, new everything. Technically, that should be true, yet it seemed it would be the same for everyone— or maybe not. Victor woke up groggy and disoriented; he found his body sluggish and uncooperative. When he tried to move his head, his hand twitched instead. Then he tried to stop his hand, but the leg jerked. It took him more than thirty minutes before he was even able to open his eyes and sit upright. ‘ Ugh… hmm… when did she come?’ He felt weirdly energetic but at the same time exhausted and with a thirst that was scratching at his throat, a combination that he had never thought possible. He ignored his discomfort and grabbed his phone to check the time… and he immediately regretted it. ‘ OH NO… oh no... oh no no no no’ “Shit… not today”, Victor cussed as he ran desperately to freshen up to go to college. Today was a practical class that he couldn’t miss. He might not have noticed the subtle changes in him, but his body had become a little slimmer, his height had stretched slightly, and his responsiveness and reflexes were faster than normal. Summer, 8:00 location: Leo's house; Leo was still asleep at this moment, which was perfectly normal, if one ignored his phone, which was ringing constantly, the screen flashing the caller ID "Mom." He seemed to have 11 missed calls. It seemed like… It was going to be his last peaceful sleep. Leo's changes were far from subtle. Unlike Victor's barely noticeable ones. He seemed to have grown taller and become buffed up like someone who spent 8 hours in the gym daily. His skin was lined with red marks all over, which looked like some sort of tattoo— an incomplete one. “Mmm… Mona, you are looking pretty today...” Leo murmured while adjusting his body for better comfort. Ring…Ring… His phone buzzed again. The caller seemed to have changed, and this time it flashed the ID “Dad”. Looks like his life would never be the same again Summer, 9:00 Location: Theo's house; Theo usually woke up early in the morning, and this time was no different. Yet, it seemed he was too hungry to even move. He had been crawling towards his fridge for over an hour and was midway through his journey. After over an hour of slow-motion struggle, he finally reached the fridge. With sheer willpower, he opened the door and ate some snacks and drinks, resisting his urge to eat anything raw. After another 30 minutes of recovery, he was able to move again. Crack…crack…crack…er “I didn’t know I was this stiff… I should check the clock. Wonderful… It’s good that today I don’t have any classes … so thirsty… sigh,” Theo stretched, producing some audible cracking noise, and sighed. “So, what was that… a new kind of mutant mosquito?” “Sigh… I feel so exhausted…” He went to sleep once again. After 30 minutes, he woke up once again because of his hunger and the thirst that he had previously been feeling. But this time at least, he had the energy to move. He stretched once again and went to get some water and make some food. After downing four litres of water, his thirst hadn’t eased one bit. His kidneys, however, seemed very satisfied— he had already hit the washroom ten times. He stopped himself from drinking more and sat on the sofa to relax and observe himself. ‘So, what happened last night…? ’ Theo wondered, ‘ Did any mutant mosquito bite me? … although the possibilities are low, it’s not like it’s none… let’s check myself for any anomalies or superpowers.’ After that, he went to take a shower, measured his height, reflexes, skin, muscles, and everything he could think of, and wrote it in a new diary. [Note 1. Increased height, skin lightened, weight dropped, fitness improved] He discovered that his height had increased, although it was not that obvious; his skin color had become lighter, and his body weight had somehow decreased, but his total fitness was still intact. His health had somehow improved, like his lungs had become robust, and his skin was free of ra