I am teleported to a bridge.
       "Prove that I'm not affecting you in any way."
       "I... I" I stutter. I try to muster up some confidence when an idea comes to me. I wasn't sure if it was possible. I slip out of my body and so do they, as they are the one who enhabits my soul. I see my bruised, pale body fall behind me. My long dark hair falls in my body's face and I look at my soul in the reflection of the metal railing on the bridge. I seem to have nearly white skin and short chunky black and gray hair. My lips are cracked and a very pale shade of bluish pink. My skin has gray cracks in it and my nose was bleeding. I knew I was broken, but I didn't expect my soul to be so... dead looking. A tear rolls down my body's cheek in realization and anger consumes me. "YOU are the reason nobody loves me! It was you! I could've been loved! YOU ARE THE REASON IM BROKEN!" I screech at their trembling, blonde figure. I push them off the bridge and see their long blonde braid trail behind them as they fall, regret in their weak blue eyes. The closer they get to the ground, the weaker I feel. I collapse to the ground back into my body and start to choke on my own blood, and soon enough, passing out.

       Waking up, my eyes scan the room I'm in. My stomach feels a throbbing pain. When I breathed in, expanding my diaphragm, it was stabbed with a needle. This is when I realize my arms are tied around a pole behind me and my legs are tied to the ground. Directly in front of me is a needle only a quarter of a centimeter from my stomach. I hold my breath, but after about a minute and a half give in to my instincts I can't control. "At least that part about me is human" I think to myself. I feel an excruciating pain emplode through not only my stomach, but my entire body. Needles every where slowly pressed deeper and deeper into my already bleeding skin.