Susan's perfect wedding day turned disastrous when a small meteorite crashed through the church roof and struck her shoulder. Instead of killing her, it triggered an inexplicable transformation. Within minutes, she began growing rapidly, reaching an enormous height of forty-nine feet and eleven inches. As she expanded, the church's structure gave way, collapsing around her as terrified guests fled.

Government response was immediate. Helicopters arrived, officials in hazmat suits assessed the situation, and military personnel established a perimeter. Despite Susan's pleas, they tranquilized her with seven powerful sedative darts.

She awoke in a massive concrete containment cell—windowless, sterile, and completely isolated. For ten days, she sat alone, cycling through grief and despair, mourning her lost normal life.

On the tenth day, a single researcher entered her cell without the usual armed escort. Noticing the visitor, Susan quickly wiped away her tears and asked bitterly, "Hmm... What do you want...? You wanna run more tests and keep me here forever...?"