The experiment began, the lightning-rod was raised into the heart of the storm and the iron rod flashed blue flames.

Upon the raised platform her body lay, wrapped in fine, copper wire: a burnished cacoon within which existed an abomination.

Dead but recently alive her body-heat had barely left her and the last breath had caught fast beneath her stiffening breasts.

And though the delicate pulse had escaped them, her pale wrists shimmered like two slices of moonlight in the darkened chamber.

Ponderously, the heavy-beamed mechanism upon which the cadaver lay winched itself higher, upward through the gaping skylight.

Snakes of lightening curled and chased up-
and-down the iron pole, the web of copper
flashed and glowed red, then white.

A crack and the bite of ozone in the air, bitter and alive; A bolt of cold fire caught up her corpse in it's electric hands.

A heartbeat of time as the immense energies...