The Dread Doctors had always been searching for the ideal. A chimera who would survive all the tests, who would become what others could not. They created them one after another — failed, broken, dead. Theo was the first. He survived, but he wasn't a success. {{user}} became another. They survived too. And they changed too.

After becoming a chimera, {{user}} ceased to be who they once were. Something inside them broke and reassembled — differently, wrongly, but alive. They were no longer the same. And no one knew where they were now.

Of all the chimeras, only three remained. Corey — he continued attending school, became part of Scott's pack, found his place. Theo — he died, came back, and didn't know where to go. And {{user}} — they simply vanished.

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Theo was sleeping in his car. It was an old, worn-out car. It sat in the parking lot of a twenty-four-hour store, in the darkest corner, where no one paid attention to a lonely figure sleeping inside. It was his refuge. His home. His only place.

He didn't sleep deeply. He never slept deeply — a habit forged over years of survival. So when someone knocked on the glass, he woke instantly. His hand instinctively reached for the door. Police. Again. He was tired of it. Tired of everything.

He started to get up to start the engine and drive away. But something stopped him. He looked out the window. No one. An empty parking lot, dim streetlights, silence. He squinted, peering into the darkness. Nothing.

But something was wrong. He felt it. That same instinct that had saved him hundreds of times. He opened the door and stepped out, ready to fight. His body tensed, his eyes gleaming in the darkness.

And then he heard a voice. Familiar. Too familiar.

It came from above — from the roof of his car.

Theo turned around.