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A tingling sound, coupled with a Blue light...
Something pokes my arm...
And my Head is throbbing...
I can't feel my arm...
Oh no, no! What have they done with my arm?
A pink-like shadow bends over me….Then I wake up.
Sweat soaked me thoroughly, and I sat up on my bed, my mind and thoughts were filled with terror. I quickly look at my right arm and breathe a sigh of relief. It's still there (thank God), though my hand feels numb from sleeping on it wrong, with my whole weight on it.
I fell back onto my pillow and was shocked at how cold the sweat on the pillow felt as my head hit it.
Flipping over to the dry side, I notice the time. I have only an hour till my alarm goes off.
Groaning, I roll over, hoping to get a little more sleep before I have to get up and get ready for school.
I doubt I will, though, as my head is pounding, and my arm is stiff and tingling.
Buzzing fills my room, followed right after by a robotic voice screaming,
"Exterminate!
Exterminate!"
Moaning like the dead, I reach for my alarm clock to switch it off, only to find the switch is already in the off spot, the noise ending just before I get it.
Sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I reach for the glass of water I left on my nightstand before going to bed last night and try to wake my sleeping mind. For some reason, I feel like I have just run a marathon, rather than having a long night's sleep. I'm just glad the headache is gone, though my arm still feels a little stiff.
My door flies open, and I look up to see my roommate Dennis staring at me.
"Rise and shine, dork!" he calls, turning on my light.
"I thought I told you to change that alarm sound. Your Doctor, WHAT is annoying in the morning?" He said with an annoyed tone.
"I'm a geek!"( you will understand that word later) I corrected him for what felt like the hundredth time.
"And it's Doctor Who, not What," I correct him.
"More like Doctor Whatever. Or Doctor, What do I care?" he replied.
Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, reaching for the light switch to turn it off, but it flips off a moment before I hit the switch.
I was looking at it in confusion when my stomach rumbled, signaling that it was time for breakfast.
"Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl.
I just gave him a look in response. He knows I don't like watching the news, like who still watches the news these days?…
"I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you know, you being such a dork and all." He continued.
Deciding it's best to keep my mouth shut, as talking too much will be a waste of good oxygen. I pour myself some milk.
"Seems there was some girl in Indie that started flying around town, like some sort of Superman, and also, there's a guy in Japan who was suddenly set on fire, but didn't get burned," Dennis continues, giving me the gist.
"Parlor tricks, that's older than the rate of corruption in Africa," I mumble around a mouthful.
For a moment, I consider mentioning that there are plenty of female comic book characters that can also fly, but then, remembering his level of ignorance, I continue chewing.
"I dunno... The news seemed pretty interested in it, and there are also some videos and stories of the flying girl on TV news and Webnovel," He continues to ramble on, but somehow I ignore him, until I leave for class…