Mana Dissociation by Christopher George

Author:Christopher George [George, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-19T18:30:00+00:00

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When I woke up, I felt like I’d had the mother of all benders the night before and was still mostly drunk. My head swam as I sat up and my mouth tasted like vomit. I rose with a groan and saw that my head had been placed on a towel. There were vomit stains on the towel.

“How long have I been sleeping?”

“Two days,” came the answer, “more or less.”

I glanced at Aaron in shock. No wonder I felt like I’d been chewed up and spat out. My clothes stuck to me like cling wrap and it hurt to move.

“You were feverish for the most part,” Aaron continued, “I was forced to feed you water and make sure you were clean.”

I shuddered as I attempted to make my way over to the bathroom for a shower. Walking was a challenge; I was just so damned weak.

“You need to calm down your mana,” Aaron said softly. I scowled. If I knew how to do that I would have done it already! Stripping off my clothes proved to be an unpleasant experience as they were almost plastered to my skin with a thin sheen of sweat and sickness. As disgusting as it was, I was a little relieved as it meant that Aaron hadn’t taken the liberty of showering me. I don’t think I could have lived with that.

The hot water cascading down across me did help, but I had to lean myself against the shower wall for support. My legs were rubbery and weak, and I wasn’t one hundred percent sure that they were completely on board with walking around. I finished my shower and moved over to the mirror. I looked like crap. The mana particles on my flesh were so frantic that, in a moment of panic, I thought that they might explode.

“I’ve bought some clothes!” Aaron called in, “I’ve left them by the door.”

At that moment, everything could have been forgiven. I had no wish to slide myself back into my soiled clothes again. The thought made me shiver with revulsion. I reached out without opening to door too far and found a small pile of clothes on the floor.

“I think I got your sizing okay,” Aaron continued.

He’d bought sweat pants and a t-shirt. It wasn’t much, but it would do. It was certainly better than my old clothes, which, now that I was clean, I could smell from the corner of the bathroom where I’d left them in a small pile. I hurriedly bunched them into the bin and wrapped the bin liner around them. I’d throw them out later. They had been good clothes once, but now I doubted that I’d ever get them clean. Even if I did find the world’s greatest dry cleaner, I’d always know.

I felt marginally better now that I was in a fresh set of clothes and a shower. I staggered over to the bed and looked down. I had no desire to get back into the bed.

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