"But how can I be sure?" Isabel asked, frustrated. "All I know is they took some part of her, her alien essence whatever the hell that’s supposed to be, and mixed it with some human DNA and here I am. Maybe I was supposed to be her, to remember from the beginning and the crash just screwed it all up. No matter what you say, somehow, some way, she's inside me. And now she's trying to come out."
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Date: 2006-11-08 12:42 pm (UTC)