Day 3: Feathered whithout flight

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Everyone stayed a little bit farther from the glass today, having a minor fear. The machine had been fixed and the DNA would be that of a parrot. This time they used a women as the test subject. A few minutes after the injection, the women grew feathers under her arms and on her back. Her feet slowly became those of a bird. The researchers began cheering but soon stopped at what they saw. The women clawed of the restraints as she was making a choking sound running around the room until she slumped onto the ground. Feathers had been growing inside her throat and suffocated her to death. Sleeping tonight was even worse. The thought of all these failures was both frightening and sickening, but I fell asleep later.

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