“As we regress you, I’ll take notes about your various lives and we’ll discuss anything that isn’t clear when you awake,” the therapist had said. When Carolyn awoke, however, there was no one in the office; in fact, it looked like the doctor and all of his staff had fled. Confused and frightened, she went back to her chair and looked over the paper someone had put on the desk in front of it. “NOT … HUMAN,” it read in rustic, pencil-scratched capitals. Strangely, Carolyn felt a little better; it was something anyway – another clue as to why she was so angry – so vengeful – all of the time. Passing the hallway mirror on her way out, she failed to notice her glowing red eyes.