Chapter -3- Major Deegan

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My body is no longer mine, joining my nose in its overdrive, I physically become jittery from the same foreign anxiety. I am overwhelmed internally. Driven to find from where this scent emanates, where is its source?THERE! Finding it's where I stop tracking now, my eyesight locking onto its source.

Maintaining my fixated vision on it, I see the red CRV initially on Major Deegan driving northbound on the third outer left lane. But not anymore, something changes that. As if avoiding a sudden car accident, it suddenly veers sharply over to the right lane. Good thing Major Deegan is almost empty this early in the morning otherwise, they would have hit cars switching lanes!! Nearly crashing into the cars lined up there it now is waiting for the change of the traffic light, getting off at exit 11. RIGHT BY MY HOME!!

My heart already thumping,  begins jackhammer pounding NOW! Another strong more impulsive surge erupts from within me refusing deniability. It seems to, no IT HAS taken control of me, ignoring all common sense. My body is no longer my own because, in the next instant, I bolt bounding to my apt door, heading outside to find THAT CAR! Not even considering I am still in my pajama sweats, tank top t-shirt and flip flops.

Swinging open my heavy metal apt door fully, causing It to slam from the force of my pull, against my closet doors behind it. Only to myself stop dead in my tracks as I nearly plow head-on into Randall & Carmen about to come in. Both briefly startled, look at me but of course, it's Randall who starts "GIRL!! Really, where da fuck da fire! Ya, look like............"

Randall continued for a moment and managed to yell two more words, yet I barely hear him anymore. His voice fading in my ears. Randall stops talking with what happens next. My eyes radiate bright silver, indicating something inside was trying to force a phase. My apt, the hallway, and my body are filled with a surge of static electricity so thick so heavy, all efforts to speak are halted. He wanted out!

This I am not aware of. What I am aware of is what happens next takes me out. I barely hear myself growl loudly at him, in the same instant a burst of intense throbbing jackhammer pounding in my head comes making its presence known. Hitting me full force causing me to become nauseous. Palming the sides of my head trying to stop the pounding within feeling my body falling forward I slump against the wall and drop to. My vision darkening, I barely make out their hands reaching for me "It's time. FUCK GAY PRIDE! we gotta go now!" Unable to distinguish the voice speaking.  The blackness of my vision grows with it so too grows the silence all around me. I am losing consciousness. Who's talking? What is happening to me?

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