Alex's Point of View
I continued to stare at my reflection, desperately trying not to freak out. Black pupils fine, Ruby Red Iris's not fine! Breathe Alex breathe. There must be some sort of explanation for this. Is this why Gracie was looking into my eyes? Did she see? Or did she go looking for it?
Shit! She'd given me a blood transfusion! Was this a symptom of it? Did she give me some sort of blood that would mess with me? Looking in the mirror I caught another subtle change. I'd had a small scar on my forehead at my hairline. During a really bad nightmare a few years ago I was so scared that I actually started to run in my sleep. I'd crashed out of my room and into the hallway and taken a huge dive, head first, down a set of stairs. I'd split my head open on the edge
