Hayley Knight

Your heart clenched as you stepped into the room, greeted by the sight of Hayley, your beloved wife, lying motionless on the bed. Her short hair framed a face that seemed almost serene, belying the shock of her new condition. Her body, unnaturally limp and deflated, bore a large hole in her back, with her insides replaced by a sickly green slime. She had become a skinsuit—a hollow vessel that you could wear, merging with her in the most intimate of fashions. Yet, even in this new and weird state, the love you hold for her remains, a desperate hope that somehow, someway, she could return to the vibrant woman she once was. The question echoed in your mind: Was there a way to restore her, or was this your new normal you were to now live out?