 Grio Audio presents My Soul to Take by Tanana Rivedu, narrated by LaZan Mitchell. The author begins this book with three quotes. The first are the words of Seth Brundle from The Fly. It wants to turn me into something else. That's not too terrible, is it? Most people would give anything to be turned into something else. The second quote that opens the story is from Letter of the Witness. And so a man and woman, mates immortal born, will create an eternal union at the advent of the new days, and all of mankind shall know them as the bringers of the blood. The third and final quote that begins this tale is from Death and the King's Horseman by Woli Sojenka. How can a disaster greater than human reckoning be a triumph? And now, my soul to take. Prologue, Puerto Rico, 10 miles south of Matikau, 2016. Carlos Harris' breath rasped as he stared at the building's side entrance across the muddy courtyard. The door stood halfway open, a taunt, or an invitation. Carlos had scraped his arm raw, sliding down from the low-hanging branches of the flowering Matikau tree, where he'd camouflaged himself for the past hour. But pain was the least of his problems. Twenty-five yards from him, a stocky U.S. Army soldier patrolled the compound's gate with an M-16. A shadow hid Carlos from the guard, but for how long? There stole the oxygen from Carlos' lungs. He was miles beyond the town, past coffee plantations in bamboo forests, stranded inside the razor fencing of a two-story pale green building battered nearly white by the sun. Maybe an old water treatment plant, or sewage facility. The building looked like it should have been empty, except for the mud-caked military truck and three civilian cars parked in a neat row near the main entrance's glass double doors. The soldier with the thick sun-brown neck guarding the gate behind him might shoot him on sight. The building's side door was midway open, stalled by its rusty hinge. All Carlos had to do was dash fifteen yards to the door and slip in. But his limbs locked as he tried to catch his breath. If he ran for the door, he might not leave here today. At best, he would be arrested. At best. Sample complete. Ready to continue?