The MRI scan showed necrosis had set in, the flesh was dead or dying and yet this creature lived.
After a few days the dermis appeared to start to regenerate, the eyes were wild with curiosity, as though it had just been born... such irony.
It's a shy wee thing, hiding in dark corners, scuttling behind lab benches, it's learning, as might a rather bright child, but still progress is slow...
Sometimes it's almost human and I find myself calling it 'her' or 'she'... but whatever I created, it's not of this world or the next.
Clothed now, attired in some trendy garb, the rags of the modern youth- it smiles now... is calmer than before, I still don't trust it and if its flesh doesn't heal soon I shall be forced to consider destroying it... it is after all- abomination...
It's been six months. We are quite used to each other's company now... I'm warming to 'her' somewhat. She can't speak, I often quip that I've created the perfect woman... but there's nobody else here to laugh at my weak jibes. We are both learning to sign... there has been some progress but she is a way faster learner than I. I think it must be due to the accelerant I've been using to keep her alive.
Another few weeks and those bloody staples can come out... the skin is healing well but is still a sickly shade of green. I believe the pigment will change to a more pleasant orangey pink in time. I'm going to try UV light to see what happens- can't live in the dark forever...
Fantastic developments of late- the pigment is changing and necrotic flesh has mostly shed. She is becoming more human everyday. I'm going to take her outside over Christmas, watch her experience snow. I suppose I should choose a name for her... Alice... yes Alice... welcome to Wonderland, Alice.
