Turning me into Rachel was a long and interesting process. Aaliyah had cut off my hair until it reached my ears. If I ever make it out of here alive, I'll have to cry about my hair later. However, I wasn't the only one who went through this process. Rachel did too. They had sewed my hair onto hers and had made her look like me!

"She's ready," Aaliyah says, stepping away from me.

"Wow," Scott crosses his arms as if he had done a great job.

"Can I look?" I ask. 

"Mirror's over here, follow me," Aaliyah says. 

I follow her to a small room that I had never noticed before. The room is big enough for one person and it's not all completely white. The wall is brown. I'm not saying it is painted brown, it's brown, soiled, molded, and decayed. I want to hold my nose but I don't because I might ruin the makeup. 

"Why is the wall so disgusting?" I ask Aaliyah.

She replies with a shrug. "I'm not sure, but they didn't want to fix it.

"Ew," I say. I take a look at myself in the mirror and see that the results are just...wow. I look exactly like Rachel. The makeup, the hair, the skin tone. I was a whole new person. Scott and Aaliyah were even able to sew the skin back on my hand. My hand isn't perfect. You can tell something had happened to it, but it would have to do.

Aaliyah and I walk back inside the roon where Mulan and Gemma are finishing Rachel's makeup. Her body is paralyzed as they finish up the final touches. "You ma'am, have an atonement soon." Gemma says.

Rachel couldn't talk. Her eyes stare at me the whole time, chilling me to the bone. Even though she is now in our control, looking at her makes me nervous. We've been in this room for almost an hour and I know Felix was awake by now, telling someone of our plans.

"Alright," I say. "We need to get rid of her."

Gemma nods. "You're right. there's no time to waste. Announce the atonement for Rachel."

"Me?" My eyes bulge. "I didn't practice my voice! I don't even know who to talk to."

Scott walks me to the front door then places his hand on my shoulder. "Tell the teachers that you had a run in with Cosima. That you're not feeling good and that we helped fixed you up. That way, we're no longer suspects. We work for you," he winks at me. "Rachel."

I nod, understanding that I will have to do my ultimate best. I wave everyone goodbye and walk out of the room.

I head down to the science room where I had my first science class. There are no students inside, just Ben Slovak, the science teacher.

"Mr. Slovak,"I say in a firm voice.

He glances up at me and smiles. "Ah, Rachel. Please come in," he says. Before I walk in, he motions me to stop with the palm of his hand. "Oh, please wear a white gown for now. That's why the students are out. We had to spray."

I grab a white gown off the back of the door and throw it over my clothes. He's wearing one too. "What did you spray for?"

He stares at me for a moment. "You know? For our skin to continue sticking to us. We have to spray daily."

"Oh yes," I say. My skin starts itching, but I do my best to keep from scratching it. I'm about to tell him about the atonement when, all of a sudden there's a knock at the door. 

"Mr. Slovak!" The twins say together. I glare at them when they notice me in the room. "Hello, Master Rachel."

"I am talking to Mr. Slovak. Can you two excuse us," I order.

"Actually," Mr. Slovak stands up and heads towards the door. "The girls are just here to remind me about the cooking."

"The cooking?" I ask.

"My, Rachel," he smiles. "I have to clean the processor." He does a short dance as he exits the door. "Can't wait to chow down today." 

The door closes behind him and I'm now left with the twins. They stare at me with blank expressions on their faces. "Where is Felix?" I ask them.

"Why?" The two of them say at the same time.

"Because I asked you a question!" I raise my voice.

"You're not Rachel," they say together.

"W-what?" I stutter. My heart starts pounding in my chest. How do they know? The two of them slowly inch away from me, but not towards the door. They walk towards a counter consisting of a few pens, pencils, paper, and other scientific instruments. 

"Cosima," one says. "How dumb do you think we are."

"Get out!" I say.

"Or what?" They say, slowly getting on their knees.

The two of them crawl at me with an impossible speed. Both of my hands are now in their possession. I struggle to let go as they chant their words to hypnotize me. "You're not okay, but we will make you okay. We're here to heal you."

"Shuttle up!" I yell. "What doesn't kill you makes you wish you were dead. Got a hole in my soul, growing deeper and deeper.  And I can't take one more moment of this silence," I start shouting, overpowering their words by singing. I do my best to get away from them. At times, I lose their grip, but they just grip me again.

I'm able to kick both of them in their stomachs. They continue chanting words, but I keep singing. "The loneliness is haunting me. And the weight of the world's getting harder to hold up. It comes in waves, I close my eyes. Hold my breath and let it bury me."

They begin to laugh. Their laughs sound like the way witches laugh in old cartoons. High pitched and wicked. 

Suddenly the door opens and I see Rachel, wobbling into the room. Scott  follows behind her, but the twins trip him. "She got away! It wasn't enough medicine!" He yells. Mulan, Gemma, and Aaliyah try to enter the room as well, but the twins grabs a whole of all of them.

Before I can say or do anything else, Rachel takes something off of the table and points it at me. It looks like a pump with a pencil jabbed into it. She gives it a hard squeeze while aiming it at my face. The pencil quickly shoots towards my face, entering my left eye.

The pain doesn't affect me immediately, but as soon as I hit the ground, I can feel the sharp, uncomfortable pain. The pain isn't just in my eye, but in my back as well. On the ground, I can't move. My arms begin to twitch rapidly and saliva spills from my mouth. To add to that, I feel like I can't breathe either. The pencil keeps me from opening my eyes.

"Help!" I scream. "Help me!