I awoke the next morning in a pool of cold sweat. Chill bumps covered my body, and my skin was clammy. I rose off of the couch were it looked and felt as if I were slung there, and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed a few scratches and blood spots, so I tended to them, they didnt heal, which was odd, because I was hit by a car, and was better in three to four hours, yet these scratches remain. Must have happened just recently. I tokk my temperature, had a fever of 101. My head was splitting of pain, and my legs and arms were bruised.
"What happened?" I said to myself.
"We had a long walk, and a little talk. It done wanders Matthew. Don't you feel your body immuning itself to everything, and even getting stronger?" he said.
"Immune? I have a fever."
"Yes, a temporary side affect. Sorry about the bruises and scratches, your body put up quite a fight in the begining. Amazing will power."
"How long will this fever last?" I asked nervously.
"Only another ten minuets, hopefully." He said.
"Well, I never had this problem with your ancestors, they gave in much, much easier. They seeked power, so I gave it to them. To bad they couldn't control it."
"What if this fever doesn't go away? Then what?"
"Well, we won't discuss that."
The phone rang, I ran to answer it, but my legs gave out and became immensly heavy.
"What?!?!" I asked.
"Oops, did I do that? Hm hm hm hm hm!." He said.
I crawled towards the phone in agony, it felt like I would never get there.
"Finally!" I yelled as I answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Matt! This is your wifes doctor, you must come to the hospital at once!"
What could it be now? I got up, the tension had worn off of my legs, and sprinted out the door as jackie taunted me.