He gained scales.
Halfway working through a spreadsheet, he stopped and stared at his hands. He rolled up his sleeves and his jaw dropped.
Hundreds of goose bumps bulged on the skin of his arms, flattened, and pressed together, forming rough ridges. The scales mostly retained the skin colour, but with a slight bluish tinge to them.
David scratches his head in confusion. Then, he started anxiously scratching the back of his neck, mostly due to the scales growing on the back of his neck.
David dismissed it as a skin condition that a bit of showering might fix.
He kept on working on the spreadsheet as if nothing happened.
Soon, it was lunchtime, and David sat at his usual spot. He had his lunch, blissfully unawares of the transformation he was under.
After lunch, the boss requested David was to see him in his office.
As his boss talked about profits and such, David nodded and agreed and answered every question that the boss said to him.
As that was going on, however, Another tf happens.
This one was...............