CHAPTER NUMBER 5
I woke up, again all panted up, my breath once again puffed up, drenched in sweat but alongside this, tears were dripping down my face and I had an immense headache.
The number of tears would make one think that if I was betrayed by my closest friend and the headache was making me feel like I was shot in the head at point blank range.
It again was the same experience, the thoughts converted into something more than a dream, but less than to call it a reality.
I tried getting out of my bed, the pain which I was feeling since yesterday grew more alongside with it the sudden headache made it truly unbearable to even just stand up, as soon as I would put my feet on the ground and give it strength to stand up, my legs would start to tremble like a newborn taking its first steps, even with powering through that, the headache would come as icing on top and make me dizzy, making me fall onto my bed over and over again.
After trying countless times, I managed to stand up and walk a few steps to take some medicine, anything which would make me feel better even the slightest, after taking the medicine I sat on my chair to let it take effect and after a few moments I regained my fading consciousness.
The first thing I did was wash up, the sweat was making me feel really nasty, after that I ate some breakfast, thinking that barely eating anything yesterday was the cause of my worst morning yet.
While I was eating I started processing what just really happened, my voice was wavering due to sudden weakness,
"This is the second time that this has happened, two of my mornings completely ruined, and the fact that it all started happening when I started to indulge my mind into needless thoughts, it can't be a coincidence and what kind of event did my mind imagine last night, are these really my thoughts!
I was betrayed by my most trusted comrade, overthrowing the whole government. I must be messed up in the head."
Then I started to feel that something wasn't right, but what about the pain that I am feeling since yesterday, it is better now but why does it begins in the first place, I don't have any bad habits nor am I night owl, which would cause an effect on my health but the physical pain i feel is something I can't seem to comprehend.
I looked at my clock and saw that I was starting to fall off my schedule and would be late for college for the first time ever. I grabbed my bag and rushed to college, making it to class by a thread.
And along with feeling weak, I was still sleepy throughout the whole lecture. I just don't understand what and why are these things happening to me when all my activities are a polar opposite of those which causes this. keeping my eyes open through the lecture was like trying to fit a camel in a car, impossible.
I somehow got through the lecture and immediately put my head down once it finished, and as always Jack came to see me, after he saw me he also knew that something was off, seeing me in this sloppy state was as if seeing a snowflake in the summer.
Jack approaches me and examines me,
"What is it? are you that tired, to not even keep your head up, why have you put your head down on the table"
I replied, in the same state I was in, my voice being interrupted by the desk,
"I don't know either, I am just too sleepy to keep my eyes open and too weak to keep my head up"
Jack smirks,
"Oho, sleepy are we! It seems someone has been busy at night, I remember someone saying, 'oh I follow a routine, I never go against it', hmm!"
I replied with annoyance,
"I really can't be bothered right now and it's not for the reason you are thinking right now"
"And how would you know what I am thinking right now?"
"Everyone knows what you are thinking right now"
"What do you mean everyone?"
I gathered some strength and lifted my head up from the table and looked at Jack to ask it
"Do you still remember what we talked about yesterday?"
Jack
"Yeah, you told me how your thoughts are really vivid"
"I think there is something else, something more, thoughts are supposed to stay thoughts, dreams are the closest one gets to really feel as if he is in that situation but the things that have been happening to me for the last two days is something more than that!"
Jack starts to get confused,
"What do you mean? Is there something else?"
I asked Jack to sit down and told him about my Experience, I started to speak in a way which would come off as absurd.
"When I told you about my experience, we called it great imagination, right?"
"Yeah and?
"I think there is more to it, last night I had a thought and imagined myself as a leader of a revolution army, I overthrew an whole tyrant of a government and in the end I was betrayed and got shot in the head by my closest comrade, the unexplainable part is that when I woke up, I was crying, my heart really felt like it was broken and I had a severe headache like I was shot in the head, Literally."
Jack trying to comprehend the information I just gave him, while being completely baffled.
"So, what you are trying to say is that, the thoughts you have or imagination, dreams, experiences whatever, they aren't just merely made up but as if you are transferred to that specific situation and go through that whole experience and when you wake up all the emotion and pain you feel is transferred back to you."
I smiled and answered enthusiastically, thinking he understood me
"Yeah!"
Jack removed any sort of expression from his face and looked me in the eyes, while grabbing my shoulders.
"Ainmosni, you are spewing absolute nonsense! do you even know what you just said, it's something called Metempsychosis, you are in simple words telling me when you sleep you transfer soul with some imaginary person and after waking up everything is transferred back to you."
I started to get confused,
"Wait, what!? medem what"
"Not, Medem, Metempsychosis, it is a Greek believe, that when someone dies their soul is transferred to someone alive"
After hearing this I started to get even more confused.
"NO! Are you insane? There isn't something like that, I was trying to implement that something, physiological is happening to me, something mysterious, not something as bizarre as reincarnation, and what I am not dead am I, here I am alive and wel.., well? "
"I know that there isn't anything like that but did you hear the words that you just said, that's just ridiculous!"
While we were having this conversation, a distinct statement which was heard clearly by both of us, left us looking at each other in shock.
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some groups of students go by while discussing a recent event,
"Hey, did you guys hear what just recently happened in the news?"
"Yeah. I saw it this morning. Our neighboring country had a revolution, it is said to be the first one in the 21st century."
"I also heard about it saying that in the end, the President was forced to resign from his position and a new temporary leader was appointed by the army chief"
"If I remember correctly, his name was... Hook, Spade Hook."
we both turned around to each other, being completely, horrified, staggered, completely overwhelmed by the conversation we just heard, as we were trying to figure out what we just heard.
"hey, I witnessed a nasty crash yesterday."
"Really what happened?"
"I was on the opposite side of the road when I saw a supra going extremely fast, looked like it was in a street race, crashed straight into the back of a cargo truck, the driver was so focused that it didn't even brake the slightest."
"Oh my, that's terrific."
We started to really tense up after hearing these two statements.
I looked at Jack to see him that he was trying to come up with an explanation but I knew instantly that there is something which is happening to me, I looked down to see that when I heard the two statement, my hand was shaking in fear or nervousness I don't know, I was shaking my feet, slightly lifting it up from the ground and putting it back down from the heel, feeling anxious.
I tried to rub it off, to make it seem like a coincidence, like how I have been doing up until now.
"Haha (nervous laughter), It's just a coincidence, these incidents just had the right timing that's all."
Jack, who was trying to come up with an explanation having a confused yet calm look, agreed with me.
"Yeah! (also says nervously), that's why coincidences are said to be scary, it can really mess up a person's mind."
we both went silent for a bit and after a while, Jack suddenly stood up and left while saying
"Sorry, Animosi, I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent that I have to do, I will see you tomorrow ok, bye."
He said that while running out of the classroom,
His sudden act made me breath again. From the paranoid state I was in, I felt a moment of relief from him doing this, making me get out of my thoughts and come back to reality.
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