Jennifer collapsed to the floor. She held her head in her hands as searing pain ripped throughout her entire cranium. It felt like her head was on fire, being stabbed, electrocuted, squished into paste and melting all at the same time. With a final extra large surge of pain, suddenly everything stopped.
Jennifer lay on the floor. She couldn't think. She couldn't see. She couldn't hear or smell. Touch was the only sense she had, and her fingers told her that her head had literally disintegrated from her shoulders. But she couldn't understand the sensations: she had no brain to interpret them with.
That didn't stop her from trying. Slowly she shifted to her hands and knees. An instinctive force controlled her headless body. Despite not being conscious, she felt everything that was happening. Her body slowly sat up, resting on her knees and feet. Her hands returned to where her head used to be. Two soft fleshy stumps were pushing up and moving quickly. The stumps pushed her hands away as they quickly grew.
Time passed. Her body swayed around slowly, but didn't make any big movements. Jennifer was unaware of how long she was there, unconscious but aware.
Then suddenly, consciousness. She opened her eyes and gasped for air, refilling her oxygen-deprived lungs. Her brain failed to comprehend what had just happened. Jennifer leaned back, falling onto her back on the floor. The suddenly, consciousness. Her eyes flung open. Her brains failed to comprehend what was happening.
Jennifer lay there in a daze, staring up at the ceiling. Her two slightly different perspectives sent her minds into a rapidly growing tizzy. Her rapid breath came in intervals that shouldn't be possible - she breathed in... then breathed in... then breathed in... At the same time she breathed out... then breathed out... then breathed out... She instinctively knew what had happened to her, but her conscious mind refused to believe it.
She pushed herself up to a sitting position, then onto her feet. Her two perspectives bobbed almost synchronously, but slightly off. She walked for a step then ran down the hall to the large hall mirror. There in the mirror, looking back at her, she saw her reflection. Her two headed reflection.
"Fuck." "Fuck."
When she spoke, both heads spoke. Jennifer turned her heads inwards to look at herself without the mirror, and got a very up close view of her faces. They were close enough that she could kiss, but she had no interest in that now. She turned her left head back to the mirror while keeping her right head stationary. She saw both the side of her head, and herself in the mirror.
Focusing, she spoke again. "This shit is real." A small smile crept onto both of her faces, she had only spoken with 1 mouth. She turned her right head back to look forward at herself in the mirror.
"I look like such a freak."
"I guess I am one now."
"Wait, if this happened..."
"...then everything else Kyle said is..."
"...probably also true..."
"...shit." "...shit."
Jennifer stopped switching her voice between her mouths and just stared at herself in the mirror. The longer she was awake, the more natural it felt. Twin sighs escaped her lips and she returned to the hallway where her cell phone was still propped up on the table. She looked at it and spoke with both mouths, "So uh... Turns out that was real." "So uh... Turns out that was real."