Let's Imagine: It's Not The Same!

My hands shutter as I try to clench them with all my strength.

"That's good, Momoko. One more time now."

A woman wearing a white cape walked over to me and pressed on my left tricep.

"GAAH!" My arm's surface starts to emit bubbles as if tiny circular organisms wanted to be let free.

"Focus. You must sync with the antibodies so they can help you. You're really just fighting yourself."

I take a deep breath and relax both of my shoulders. The bubbling subsides as my arm's veins give off an orange glow.

"Very good!"

The nurse walks over to the right side of the room and picks up a purple crystal. She returns to me and forces it into my mouth.

I instinctively chew as the rocky substance mixes with my saliva and slides down my throat.

A single lantern illuminates the entirety of the room, consisting of a small white table and a single chair; The walls surrounding us are painted with white tiles with some inscriptions of magical runes in the middle.