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Author's Note: Double January for more background)
January 21st - Take 1
I was well and truly sick. I hadn't been sleeping well, and whatever virus I picked up blasted straight past all the medicine I could find. I spent most of my day in bed, too nauseous to move. I think part of it was a loss of control over my abilities. Every smell heightened, every visual too bright.
January 21st - Take 2
Created a nausea-inducing gas and spread it near a middle school full of older children I particularly disliked. All done in honor of my younger self's bout with illness. Overall, that day was probably the biggest career step I took, taking me along the first steps toward being Doctor Despair.
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