Who?

Lilit Sarkisian was an enigma. She's stopped talking and moving of her own volition over a year ago. Her father, the powerful mayor of Constantinople, spent a fortune trying to find out what had happened to his only child-and reverse it. It was all in vain. In a last ditch effort, he sent her to the Van Leeuwenhoek Institute for Philopsyanalytics on the banks of the Mavronero. There, under the shadow of Black Mountain, the doctors would apply the very latest in nano-engineered philopsyanalytic psychotherapy, utilizing specially-designed nanites to map the deepest recesses of her brain. What they found was impossible: Lilit Sarkisian was becoming something else. Something unnatural. Something alien. Something that left her caretakers wondering precisely what she was becoming. Or who...