Pull Over

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I'm in the passenger seat of my dad's jeep. He's driving me to work. Suddenly a sharp pain flares in my chest. I grunt and grip my chest, confused. The pain started spreading across my torso, down my legs and out towards my arms. "Ah," I gasp as the searing pain consumes me. I look at my arms and see them start glitching out, as if in a video game. They won't stay solid, and copies of them keep jumping around. I growl and hunch over as the pain increases, momentarily. "Ian? What's wrong with you?" My dad asks, concerned. I can barely speak. "Pull. Over." I grunt. He starts to pull to the side of the road. Before were even fully stopped I jump out and collapse to the ground. I'm on my hands and knees. The pain flares inside me again, consuming my whole body. All I am is this searing, burning pain. It feels like I'm being ripped apart. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the pain increases tenfold in that area. I scream, flinching away, and the hand retreats. I see my arms and legs glitch and split like they were before, and I can feel the same thing happening to my whole body. I throw up before I even realize I'm sick. I jolt up, still on my knees, my arms pulled to my sides, and scream towards the sky. I feel like my body is being torn in two different directions. Suddenly the pain stops, as I feel like two presences have been pulled out of me from my sides. I fall flat to the ground, and my vision goes black as I fall unconscious.

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