You were taking a shortcut home from school down a walking path that was recently opened through a heavily wooded area. It was quite peaceful and you were enjoying the sounds of nature when a sharp pain suddenly hit your foot. You cried out and fell onto the path before looking at your foot; you had stepped on a glass syringe someone had discarded onto the path. It had somehow landed at an angle on a rock and you were the unfortunate one to find it. Grumbling, you pulled the needle out of the bottom of our sneaker and carefully threw it into a nearby trash can.
"Of all the rotten luck!" Tearfully, you complained. "I better tell mom about this when I get home."
You limped the rest of the way home, feeling strange but you were too angry about stepping on the syringe to really notice. It was not until you reached your front door when you realized something was not right. You gazed at your reflection in the screen door to find that your body was moving in strange ways! Panicked, you ran inside and called for mom who came running!
"John, what's wrong!?" Fearful, mom demanded.
"I stepped on a shot on the path and now I feel really weird!" Panicked, you replied.
Mom looked at you frightened then turned you to a mirror where you saw that you were now...
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