Your arms don’t waste a moment as they continue on. Before you can process the situation enough to do anything, your right hand flips the pencil around and turns towards its next target. You find yourself looking down at the eraser end of the pencil, trying to anticipate its next move but unable to really do anything to affect it.
Your arms don’t make you wait long. The eraser moves quickly, and while you can’t see what it’s working on, you feel a strange cool sensation all through your neck. All at once, the eraser stops, and so does the feeling in your neck. In fact, you can’t feel your neck at all, though you hardly notice this as your vision spins wildly and you feel yourself falling.
You cry out without realizing at the unexpected drop. The world somersaults, and you feel your head bounce off the cushioned arm of a chair. You try to catch yourself, but your body doesn’t respond, and you drop to the carpet with a thud.
Or at least your head does. It was the only thing you felt hit the floor. In fact, it was the only thing you were feeling at all. You shut your eyes in pain from the impact and tried to move a hand up to nurse the spot you landed on. However, when your body doesn’t respond, your eyes pop open.
You’re pressed cheek down in the carpet of your living room, staring at a familiar pair of feet. You crane your eyes sideways, looking up your body. Everything was the same until your vision reached your shoulders. Where your neck should be, there was only smooth skin. You tried to move your arms, your legs, anything, but all that responded was your face scrunching in concentration.
All you could do was watch as your arms started moving again on their own. With your head out of the way and your body still, they begin filling the empty spot on your shoulders, drawing…