He stared at the screen. Then, with a thumb that trembled only slightly, he pressed . The pain was not transformation. It was deconstruction.
Except Quinn. His Awakening screen had remained stubbornly dark. A Null. A zero. In a world where your job, your status, even your right to breathe clean air was determined by your Level, Quinn was already a ghost. My Vampire System
Quinn Talen had two problems.