“I'm lucky though. Doc Simmons had me transferred within a month of me waking up. Most of the brain damage was temporary, and I've learned to control my abilities.” Sometimes I forget to lead off with the part where I tell everyone I'm not going to turn them into slavering maniacs. “I've even stopped getting funny looks from the staff after I get out of the shower.”

“Well,” Mrs. Carla cut in swiftly, “I think that's as good a place as any to call it a night. I feel like we've made some very impressive progress this evening folks. Be proud of it, and for those of you who live off campus, we hope to see you all next time.”

The End

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