The terror and hostility in the room is escalating. Another person lunges toward you. This time he tackles you with a painful jarring impact. You feel like your new body must surely have a broken bone somewhere. Perhaps it is just heavily bruised but it still hurts.
The man who tackled you throws in a few more punches. He keeps you pinned on the ground. You struggle to get up but he is stronger than you. A few security guards have come to join the fray. They all collectively keep you pinned down. The man who tackled you originally gets behind you and puts you in a sleeper hold. You start to feel yourself lose consciousness from the sleeper hold. "Get me out of here!" you almost plead to the shadow.
You feel the power surge within you as you start to black out. In nearly an instant you are across the room. In almost a sick twist of irony you are in the body of the Amanda's friend that is now disassembled.
You are too overwhelmed by the disorientation of suddenly being conscious again as well as the tension in the room to think about that at first. It takes you a while to realize that you can feel all of your body parts but that they aren't moving like they should.
"Oh god!" you cry.
The woman who had originally come to her aid was trying to comfort the man who had been re-arranged. When she heard you she turned her attention back to you. "We'll get this sorted out somehow," she said in as re-assuring of a tone as she could muster.
You watch as the security folks wrangle your unconscious body onto the floor. "I'd better go make sure he is alive so he can fix this," the woman says to you.
She rushes off to check your old body. You see a few orderlies and doctors rush in with a syringe. They inject your old body and hoist it onto a gurney.
You look around at your own scattered body parts. You wiggle your fingers and watch the detached arm in front of you wiggle the feminine fingers. You keep trying to raise your arms or move and find the failed attempts quite disconcerting.
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