Chapter 3: Power Spurts
Everything happened so fast after that.
Some people screamed and clutched their chests, and then they underwent something similar to what the girl did, and now they were superhumans. Someone's body grew as large as an elephant, someone's hair stood up and lightning surrounded them as they shouted like someone who couldn't shoot their loads out.
Another started singing while whisking ice in the air, and another one began running fast or getting stronger.
I watched these unfold right before my eyes. Looking down at my chest, I felt something cool, like the feeling I get whenever I rub some Vicks on my chest. Is this what the girl meant? But I don't feel any pain at all.
"Did you feel it too?"
I looked up at the high schooler who seemed to be back in her senses already.
"I felt so much...lighter! Like something inside me is rushing, circulating my entire body. What is this? It feels so great!" She glanced at her hands like there was something incredible on them, but all I saw were bloodied hands.
"Aren't you scared? It's something unknown after all."
The girl shook her head. "No! I feel like I can do anything. Did you see me? I killed the monster! I'm sure it was because of this! It's a gift! God didn't abandon us; he gave this to me so I can save myself!"
But that power soon became another disaster in itself. Some people began losing control and attacking others. The joy of having a superhuman ability turned to horror. They began acting insane like they lost their reasons, consumed by the strange power that dwell within them.
It was...another disaster.