Racheal removed the syringe carefully from the box it had come from. Why in the world would anyone send her this? She had never been into drugs aside from a brief foray during her senior year, but that was just experimenting. A door closed upstairs and the sound caused Racheal to turn around just in time to see her mother coming down the stairs. She realized suddenly that she had absolutly no excuse to be holding onto the item in question. She slipped it back into the box hoping that here mother hadn't seen. After all, she didn't want her mother getting the wrong idea or anything.
"What have you got there?" her mother asked inquisitivly. However, the smile on her face revealed that she probably already knew the answer.
Odd, was this her doing? Racheal was all the more confused now.
"Its a package, for me... I don't know what it is to be honest." Racheal changed her mind though, if her mom already knew what was in the box, what was the use of lying. "Its some kind of needle. I havn't a clue who would have sent it though."
The smile on Racheals mother's face grew wider, a little crooked to. Was that a dirty smirk on her face?
"Yes, i know," She snickered. "I ordered it for you. Thought you could use it. Get out of the house and get a real life or something"
Racheal was stunned. Seriously! Was this her mom? The very same woman who had raised her? It didn't sound like her. She knew that her mother had been trying to coax here out of the house for a whilenow. To move out, or atleast get a job, but this? Did her mom really just buy her drugs?
"M...M...Mom?" Racheal stammered. "What is this?" She held up the syringe between her thumb and index figure to emphasize her point. "What are you talking about?"
The matronly woman came closer and placed a hand on Racheal's shoulder. The ever so familiar face of her mother returned and smiled.
"I really could'nt say. It Varies. Why don't you run up to your room and give it a try." Her mother smirked again. "Maybe it will change your life."
Racheal ran up to her room without hesitation. Without words even. The whole situation made her unnerved. It was so weird that at this moment she just wanted to get away. She only realised that she was still holding the box when she tried to close her door and realized that one of her hands was occupied.
"The box!" She exlaimed out loud almost as if suprised that she still had it.
Setting it down on the table beside her bed, Racheal considered the contents of this suprise gift. She couldn't just leave it sitting there without further examination. The thought of what it could be was eating away at her, so she took the syringe out once again. This time howeevr she searched the box a little harder before sitting down on her bed with its contents.
"Congratulations! You are now the proud owner of one of very few vials of B180, the only syrum that actually makes magic come true. The you who slums around your house like a whipped dog is no more. With one easy injection B180 will reinvent you. All those things you thought you couldn't be, that savage that lurks inside you waiting to get out and have some fun, and so much more is yours! Explore the inner you and enjoy your wild side.
CAUTION: Users should be warned that unexpected side effects may occur if participating in coitous within half an hour after injection."
There was this note, the syringe, and a vial all acounted for. Everything needed for this so-called reinvention. B180, what the hell could that be. Racheal was still eaqually confused but a growing curiosity was building as well. She held the syringe now in one hand and the vial in the other. Hesitantly she drew the tip of the needle to the cover over the top of the vial. The vial itself was filled with a clear liquid, almost as if nothing was actually inside the little glass capsule. She punctured the cover and sucked up about half of the syrum before btter judgment overtook her curiosity.
"Mother bought this for me...but..." She hesitated once more. "I still don't know what it is."
Racheal's thought process suddenly flew to what she had planned for the day. Absolutly nothing. If this was some kind of drug, even if she had a bad trip, her mom was completely fine with it, and she had no where to be. She was innocent, but this life of doing nothing, of being stuck in this rut, made her want want to try it. Racheal withdrew the needle from the vial, only half full, and put it against her forearm.
"Can't be to careful. I'll try half and see what this does first"
The needle peirced her skin and as soon as Racheal started injecting its content into her viens she immediately started to feel it's effects. A growing heat in her body made her gasp...