Weekend Wings

His head was killing him again and his hand was staring to shake. All the test results hadnt worn off just yet. In fact, they had opened a door that had been closed for quite a while. He stood under the shower head, allowing the cold water to rush over him. Just like last time, the cold only did so much. After a while, he would become immune to that as well. The problem wasnt just that the foreign DNA in his body was attacking his own DNA. It was the fact that it was beginning to deteriorate his human functions. Basically, it was killing him.