I stand up and leave the training room. I need to go somewhere. I try to open the door, but it's locked. I throw a heavier weight at the door, but it doesn't break. I start banging on the door, screaming.
Suddenly, the door flies open. I walk out, suddenly hyper-aware of my hallucination. I walk into the clinic, and it's quiet. There are very few people at this point, but there are enough people to be believable. Whoever's doing this is good. I go up to the front desk, and the receptionist's eyes widen. I realize half my face is covered in blood and my nose is cut open.
I am put in an exam room, and a doctor comes in to stitch up my nose. She WAS me, wasn't she? I get up from the exam table and began walking to my bedroom. Suddenly, the room started spinning, and I feel as though Ill pass out. I enter my bedroom, and it's a mess. There's a dead body in my room. Kandyce. She looks different, so I figure the same thing must have happened to her. But it didn't happen before, because I'm hallucinating.
I sit on my bed and dial her number. Her phone rings on the floor. She must've accidentally left it in here when she was fighting herself. I look through my own phone, and it's flooded with notifications. Texts, mostly from Clint and Tony asking me where I was and why I wasn't on comms. I sigh, and flop down on my bed.
I'm ready for a nap.
