Tyler’s chest was heaving, fast. Inhumanly fast. Not in accordance with time.
He’s going to die if this keeps up…
I stacked my hands on his heart. It was beating too slow, but his chest was heaving too fast.
What did the records say i could do….
Tyler’s heartbeat stopped, his eyes rolled to back of his head.
Shit! Cardiac Arrest!
I thought how I could do this…
I jammed my stacked hands against his chest, and every time I jammed, I stopped time, then unstopped.
Tyler’s heart started beating normally, but he was still unconscious. I carried him into a thick section of forest, and liad him down.
There’s no way….
Is Tyler…like me?
No…that’s not possible.
But…then how did that happen?

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