From: AzNPiKaPi <aznpikapi@aol.com.angel> Subject: Re: [PW!] What's happening to me? Date: Saturday, May 08, 1999 9:38 PM >"Matrix, what's happening to me?" > >"Your having a seizure, and unusual one, seems like your having a psychic >breakdown of some sort." > >"What? I don't understand." Where the last words she uttered before she >succumbed to unconsciousness. > > Wind breathed heavily. "Eh..." She moaned like a sick baby. "She's awake. That's amazing, the other one has been in a coma for weeks, I was just about to call Misty." "Wha... what happened, where am I?" A woman in her 20s walked over. "I'm Sabrina, and you are in a closed off ward of Saffron Memorial Hospital." Wind looked around the sterile white room. She found herself wearing the thin hospital issue thing. "You suffered a seizure and went into a coma. Your very lucky, we thought you'd be a goner." Wind was about to mumble she wanted to go home, but she didn't have one. She leaned back into the pillow feeling helpless. Sabrina continued, "You've seemed to have a surge if you will, a growth of your psychic powers. Some people can't seem to handle it naturally though. Usually these people are victims of depression and are weak to begin with. But that wasn't the case with that young man lying across the ward." Wind swallowed and thought of Devon. "None of these people recovered as fast as you." Wind turned over and realized Sabrina was no longer speaking. "Odd sensation isn't it?" "Yeah it is." Wind said. "You don't need to talk." "I don't know how to send mine messages." "Just think of what you want to say" "Fine." Wind thought. "See you just did it. All you had to was concentrate and link our minds." "If I had to do that everytime, I'd rather just talk." "It get's easier in time, depending on how talented you are, it'll probably come easy to you pretty soon." "Yeah I guess." "You better go to sleep now." Sabrina said breaking their link. "You'll start your training tomorrow. That was just a small little addition TBC! "The world bites, live with it" Pen:brush:Keyboard:Paint. All bow to the Mother Wheedle. Hail Wheedle! =========-//> Wind Fireblade, Please send fanmail.<//-==========