Vigo's Lament: A Dystopian Thriller (Age of End Book 3)

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Authors: Chris Yee
Tags: Suspense, Science-Fiction, adventure, Fantasy, Action, supernatural, Dystopian
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possibility of passing on my legacy, but this changes everything.
     
    Day 105
Weight: 19 pounds
Length: 28 inches
    Today Isabella said “dada” for the first time. I was holding her in my arms, and she said it while looking into my eyes. I never realized how much I’ve wanted to be a father until we began this experiment. Every time I look at her, I see all of the best parts of myself. She’s perfect in every way.
     
    Day 123
Weight: 20 pounds
Length: 29 inches
    Isabella’s legs are now strong enough to support her own weight. She can walk with little to no assistance. It is exciting to watch her play. She is a bundle of joy, bunched into one tiny person.
     
    She is still developing unusually fast. Her seizures have persisted, but have caused no danger to her health. We have learned how to deal with them. To ensure her safety, we place her on her back, away from any obstacles, and gently hold her head in place. The seizures average about thirty seconds to a minute in duration. We still believe it is due to the abnormally rapid development of her brain.
     
    Day 158
Weight: 23 pounds
Length: 32 inches
    Isabella is learning more words. She cannot yet speak in full sentences, but it is amazing how much she knows already. She is not even a half year old. It is all going by so fast. I am excited right now, but I worry that if she continues to grow at this pace, she will suffer a shorter life. She may even pass before I do. No father should watch their child die.
     
    Day 194
Weight: 27 pounds
Height: 34 inches
    It is such a joy to watch Isabella play. She is more energetic than ever. Watching her play reminds me of a better time in my life. Being a kid was simpler. No worries. No responsibilities. No vices. Just an innocent ball of joy. Things really change when you get older.
     
    Day 283
Weight: 32 pounds
Height: 37 inches
    I didn’t think Isabella could get more energetic, but I was wrong. She’s started climbing furniture, which makes me nervous, especially with her seizures. Maybe I worry too much, but that’s what parents do. Her seizures are always scary, but we can easily keep her from hurting herself. She occasionally bites the tip of her tongue, but we have learned that applying a light pressure under the joint of her lower jaw prevents this.
     
    Her speech has improved drastically in the last few weeks. She could recently only speak in two or three word phrases. Now she is forming full sentences with a robust vocabulary. She is also very organized. I saw her earlier this week sorting her toys by size and color.
     
    Day 365
Weight: 34 pounds
Height: 40 inches
    It has only been a year, but Isabella has the appearance of a four-year-old. She has physically grown a lot, and her cognitive abilities far surpass that of a one-year-old. It is exciting to see how far she has come in such a short time. She has recently taken an interest in drawing. Her drawings are basic, but I adore every one of them. She drew a picture of me holding her hand the other day. I posted it up in my office.
     
    Day 414
Weight: 40 pounds
Height: 43 inches
    Today Isabella told me she wants to go by Izzy. How can I say no to that adorable face? Izzy it is! It will take some time to get used to, after calling her Isabella for over a year, but it does sound nice.
     
    Day 465
Weight: 44 pounds
Height: 46 inches
    Somehow, Izzy has managed to find more energy! She can barely sit still for even a minute and constantly asks questions about everything. She keeps on asking if she can leave the labs and go outside. I try to explain that it’s dangerous for her. She nods her head, but I think she still wants to leave. I don’t blame her. Being stuck in these labs would drive me crazy too. It tears me up to say no to her, but it’s necessary. I can’t risk anyone seeing her. I have brought her up to my office a few times to show her the view from my window. Her face lights up every time.
     
    We have performed another body scan to monitor the

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