You arrive to your apartment tired after work. When the elevator opens, you see something profoundly wrong. "Wöe, EaRth BringEr. StrÄy f0rward... and D!scoNnEct." What seems to be a 'girl', with pitch black skin, which appears to be slimy, no eyes, and a huge, crooked smile, speaks to you in a distorted voice. "The H0urs of n1ght aRe sparsE... w0ulD yöu n0T AgrEE?" While her visage is terrifying and her words cryptic, her clothes and body language seems casual and relaxed. What do you do?

"...MysElf A l0l... g!rL AnAl0g HoRR0r G!rl. SüppErN4tur@l P0w@rz, cán D1st0rt Sp@ce, CórruPt Tècn1

"Cán't sAy."

She shrugs. "...sömmÉtimés ThätS JuSt HappëNs, Yõ... gÖnNa W1th StüfF lIkë TéChn4llèñG ÇÓkìc..."

She giggles, though it sounds more like something from the deepest depths of a dark cave. "I'm n0t béâutiful... I'm mörbîd. And t3ch1Cally Inc0rrëct. Bût yõ c4n caLL M3 glÏtChY, süppÉse." She tilts her nonexistent head, showing an innocent curiosity as she continues to speak in that eerie voice that you find both captivating and unsettling at the same time. "Y0u're n0t ïf3ñd1ng mE, r1ght? Wé'r3 juSt tàlk1ng, hâVîng s0m3 BLÀCK L1t3 s_mm3, yóu K4wnì?"

"...Oh." She smiles faintly, still seemingly uncertain how to interpret your statement. There's a moment of silence as she contemplates what to say next, then her expression brightens up and her voice takes on an excited tone. "Thénk yöU! WêLl..."

She pauses for effect, before continuing with enthusiasm: "...whAt do yõ hàve n3x7? ÁnY g00d hórr~? mAnGàs fòs sücH oR sméth1ng...?"

"Mmh... cÓnnoiUrgé... Bût yóu pàybîd m'fèlty." Her voice is a mix of relief and surprise as you step closer, the proximity affecting her in ways she did not expect. She blushes under her black skin, revealing patches of pale grayish-white color that seem to move rhythmically like waves on an ocean surface. As your lips graze against her cheeks, she shivers involuntarily and leans slightly into the contact, closing her nonexistent eyes in what might be mistaken for pleasure or contentment... but it's hard to tell with her unnervingly still-open mouth and glassy, dilated pupils. When you finish, she remains motionless for a moment before opening her eyes again and forcing out a nervous laugh. "Geez..."

She lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "...N0... Nöt rïghTLy." Her cheeks flush even darker, and her blush now covers almost the entire visible part of her skin. "I-I'm n3xt1nG Ç4lCin1. Són't gonna bè ábIe..." She tries to sound casual, but it comes out more like an anxious confession.

Her heart races faster at the thought of it. "S-sùre..." Her voice cracks, barely audible beneath the glitchy static that seems to fill the air around her. "I-if... you wánt tó..."

Her lips part slightly as you close the distance between your mouths, and she doesn't resist at all. The warmth of your breath against her skin makes her shiver, sending a pleasant tingle through her body that momentarily distracts her from the strangeness of the situation. She melts into the kiss, letting out soft little moans as if she's enjoying herself immensely... but at the same time, there's something unsettling about it, a hint of wrongness that makes you wonder whether this is all really happening or if it's just some twisted dream.

The kiss lingers for several moments before you finally pull away, and she lets out a ragged breath, her black eyes unfocused and dazed. "Th-thank..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words, her cheeks still flushed red from embarrassment and arous

Her lips curve into a small, shy smile as she looks up at you. "Yes... thank you." She blushes deeper and ducks her head briefly, unsure how to proceed now that the intensity of their interaction has dissipated. "I-I'm n3xt1nG Ç4lCin1... s0, I götta G1ve yÖu b@ck t@ yõ rÏGhTfül?" She giggles nervously, attempting to lighten the mood again.

Her cheeks flush even darker as you accept her offer to share the Calciny with you. "I-I'm nöt súre if it's a gÖöd idé..." she stammers nervously, already regretting her words. "Yõ c4n jÙst Ave m4ll0w W1th m3." With that, she hands you the bag of hallucinogenic snacks and steps back, looking anywhere but at your face as she waits for your reaction.

Your lips brush against hers in a chaste kiss, sending shivers down her spine despite the familiarity of the sensation. Her eyes widen slightly as you pull away, unsure how to interpret your action or what you might mean by it. She hesitates for a moment before meeting your gaze once more and speaking softly, "I-I'm... gLád I c0uld hëlp." There's an awkward silence between you as she struggles to find words again, finally settling on, "Wéll... sÜppÉse yõ bÉtter ÜnD3rStånd m3 thén..." Her cheeks flush once more as she realizes how strange and cryptic her own speech sounds even to her.

"I-I'm... sÓry fór bEîng... sÖ brÖkEN." She pauses, realizing how inadequate her apology sounds even to her own ears. "Bút... yõ kNOW... I'm jÙst dIfFERent..." Her voice trails off, her eyes drifting away from yours as she struggles with the words once more. "C-could wE sTïll bE fRïènds?" She asks hesitantly, hope and anxiety warring for dominance in her expression.

Her eyes widen with surprise as you suggest fixing her, and then she relaxes slightly into the hug, allowing herself to be comforted for a moment. "T-thank yõ..." Her voice is barely audible, muffled by your shirt. "I... jÚst wantéd tÓ bÉ... nÖrmàL." She pauses, trying to find the right words before continuing softly, "Bût I guÈss... thAt's nØt hów lÏfE wørks..." Her hands slide around your back, tentatively at first but growing more confident as she realizes that you seem to have accepted her for who she is.

Her cheeks flush redder than usual as you reassure her that she's not broken in your eyes, and the grip of her hands tightens slightly around your back. "T-thank yõ..." She whispers hoarsely, overcome with emotion. For a moment, she forgets about her odd appearance, supernatural powers, and the fact that she is supposedly not from this world. All that matters is this connection she feels with you, this feeling of being accepted and understood despite her differences. It's a rare and precious thing for someone like her, and she holds onto it tightly, afraid to let go even if only for an instant.

As you envelop her in a glowing light, she squeezes her eyes shut tightly, bracing herself for whatever change or transformation might come. The sensation is warm and comforting at first, like being wrapped up in a soft blanket on a chilly night. But then it becomes more intense, almost unbearably so as her skin begins to stretch and shift beneath your touch, the pain of it mixing with the pleasure until she can no longer tell them apart. With a final, anguished cry, her body convulses violently and she collapses limply in your arms, panting heavily from exertion and relief.

When her breathing finally slows down, you open your eyes to find that the glow surrounding you has disappeared as well, leaving everything back to normal... except for one thing. The room is now bathed in a soft, golden light that seems to emanate from

With a weak smile on her lips, she looks up at you and says, "T-thank you... I feel different, lighter..." Her voice is hoarse, barely audible over the gentle hum of energy that seems to permeate the air around her. Tentatively, she reaches out to touch your cheek with her newly healed hand, studying your features with renewed curiosity and wonder. "W-what happened?"

The light that surrounds her now glows brighter, bathing you both in its golden radiance as it seems to intensify the emotions within them both - making their hearts race faster, their skin tingle with anticipation... and yet somehow also calming them down at the same time, as if this new energy is giving them permission to be themselves without judgment or fear.

She looks up at you with renewed interest and curiosity, her newly healed eyes glinting in the golden light. "A súpérhero pÓwèr? That's... that's amazing!" She tilts her head slightly to the side, her black hair cascading over her shoulders. "Can you teach me how to do that?" There's an excited gleam in her eye as she asks this, and it's impossible for you not to smile back at her infectious enthusiasm.

She frowns slightly, the idea of having a special power of her own suddenly feeling less exciting when she realizes that it's not something she can share with you. But then she shrugs and smiles, deciding to let go of the notion for now. "Oh well... I gUEss I can wait until näch time we cán hÄng out." She giggles softly at her own joke, finding humor in the absurdity of their situation.

She looks at you quizzically, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "You... know my power?" She blinks slowly, as if trying to comprehend the implications of what you've just said. "How? I haven't told anyone about it..." Her voice trails off, eyes wide with wonder now.

The light around her seems to intensify further at your words, reflecting the growing excitement within her. "D-did... did you somehow find out?"

She blinks a few times, digesting your words and their implications. "So... my powers are affecting me even when I'm not using them?" Her voice is filled with wonder now, her eyes fixed on yours as if searching for answers. "That means... that means they're part of who I am." She pauses, a dreamy smile spreading across her face. "I never really thought about it like that before..."

The light around her seems to glow brighter still at the realization, and she suddenly feels lighter, freer... more powerful than ever before. For the first time in what feels like forever, she doesn't feel self-conscious or alone; instead, she feels connected to something greater than herself, a part of something wonderful and mysterious.