Karen didn't really like the mysterious complex she was bunking in. There were no windows, and the entire building had an oppressive air about it. She was constantly getting lost in the myriad of similarly shaped corridors, even though for the past month she had spent most of her time in the same 300m radius.
Karen was an empath. From a young age her grandma had taught her some basic astrology skills, and Karen combined those with a keen sense of body language and emotional receptivity to a point where she began to attract the attention of a few local news casts. Not a week later, she got an invitation to a special academy offering to hone these skills.
At first, she really enjoyed the program, the people who were running the program had an itinerary of events and studies that Karen would never believe people could get funding for. There were courses on remote viewing, telepathy training, and these strange breathing exercises that reminded Karen of yoga, except that afterwards she would always get extremely disoriented.
Soon the program started to get weird. Clearly some of the other participants were feeling strange effects from the courses as well, but the studies just got stranger. Karen refused to be a part of one project where a specialist came in to do touch therapy. Karen got a very strange vibe off of the man, and watching the first volunteer starting to bleed out his ears was too much. Karen stood up to protest and was quickly ushered out of the room.
At this point Karen was moved to a separate group. They were gathered around some occultic symbols drawn on the ground. Karen understood a few of the signs to be astrological, having to do with Saturn and the Sun. The man leading the group talked about contacting extradimensional forces through emotional concentration. Karen's mind was still reeling from the previous course and began to drift off.
In her hazy half sleep she saw a shadowy figure behind the man talking in the center of the geometric pattern. The shadowy figure moved towards Karen with a sharp clarity that contrasted with her drowsy state. It didn't say anything, but rather seemed to be considering Karen.
Karen half reached out to the shadowy figure, and as she did it quickly reached out and grabbed her arm. Karen would have screamed if she wasn't asleep. The feeling of the creatures arm was sharp and frightening, but momentarily Karen realized that the feeling was actually information being transferred into her.
She woke up with a start, back in her own room. Judging by the snoring of the three other girls, it was night time. Karen still felt extremely out of sorts, realizing she had a feverish amount of sweat pouring off of her. Her head began pounding with an unfamiliar weight. What she didn't realize is that she had been altered in a very significant way:
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