Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

It was never quite the same after that. They all either became cold , or distant and hardly ever talked or joked anymore. All they wanted now was for people to leave them alone and stop badgering them of questions of how they escaped and made it out alive. Truth was , they never really did make it out alive .. part of them was gone that day. Part of them died that day. And it cant be alive again.