Hello my patient readers!
I decided not to blog yesterday since I wasn't really in the mood and I didn't have access to time travel...
How bad of me.
Of course, there was that thing that stopped me from typing 'things' as well...
Partial infection took over...
Epic fail.
What happened was, I absolutely wore myself out in a badminton match, and I collapsed when I got back.
Exhaustion, fluid depravation, and uncharacteristically hot weather all combined to 'semi-kill' me.
All I remember is fuzzy... Like a dream...
Rembering it is quite difficult, because, well, I wasn't really there.
Everything that happened yesterday evening wasn't me... I was almost possessed. It was...
Surreal.
The thing is, almost as soon as I got back from my game, I flumped onto the bed and passed out. I slept like a baby.
It was really peaceful, like, the best rest I have ever got, like nothing in my body was there...
Literally!
Like, I felt detatched from my physical self... I wasn't 'in' my body...
Four hours in, I felt movement, as if I was being carried. I awoke, only to find that I was standing up, facing my door.
Really! I swear! It was like sleepwalking, but then... It became nightmarish.
I remember feeling really hungry, and I decided I should get something to eat, but when I went to move... Nothing.
Even my eyes weren't moving. I was frozen... trapped... I couldn't move.
Now, this bit's really scary. After a few minutes of internal struggling, I watched my arms lift up by themselves.
Drenched in blood, they scratched and banged furiously at the door. It was horrible...
Several minutes of terrifying infected behavior later, I suddenly collapsed again, and I blacked out...
Regaining conciousness today, I found myself crumpled up on the floor with bloodied hands and missing fingernails...
Everywhere, there was blood. On my shirt, on the walls, in my mouth...
And I only just woke up. Literally about 2 hours ago. I am so scared...
Do you think I should... you know... take my own life?
Everyone will be put in danger if I turn when I'm tired, and I bet there's no cure, knowing my luck. Oh god, what do I do?...
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