lacey-books

Life 3, Weather Perpetually Gloomy. I am Anne, previously Amelia. Long story short, I somehow awakened here instead of my bed, the reason a complete mystery. Going from Anne’s fragmented memories, which I recall spontaneously upon meeting certain ‘Triggers’, I am in deep, smelly and rather liquid shit; If there existed a reliable way to sell organs, mine would have been already extracted from my body long ago. And although I am now immortal thanks to my regression ability, there exists a tiny, but in my circumstances fatal flaw in it, namely, my sanity doesn’t revert to the condition it was in…