It ended nearly as quickly as it had started, at without knowing what exactly had happened to him, John sat up rather quickly. He glanced around in bemusement searching for some sort of indicator for what he just experienced, there was nothing. Then he began to notice at least one difference, mere seconds before he had felt sickly and hardly able of movement but once the, 'moment', he decided to call it had ended he felt renewed of life and energy.
He was wholly unsure why it had happened, yet the thought of complaining hadn't entered his mind, instead he was running off toward the kitchen still quite naked. John hadn't quite realized just how hungry he was until just then. He was rushing himself, fridge-eggs-milk-pan-stove-timer...then he began to notice something strange. He looked around suspiciously, his clocks were all missing. He ran back to bedroom he had awoken in and scrambled to search his bedside table, the watch his father had given him was gone. He opened his front door and grabbed the newspaper, there was no date printed in the top left hand corner as there had been every other day previous.
"What the hell is going on?" he murmured so quietly he wasn't even sure if he had said it at all, "Something is very, very wrong here. It couldn't just be a prank, could it? No, there's no way, the 'moment' and then the sudden burst of energy. Beside, the guys could have never pulled a fast one this elaborate."
He dressed himself in a bit of a rush, leaving the eggs and milk he had taken out earlier on the counter, and took off out the front door to try and find some answers. From the seemingly placid look of his neighborhood, it appeared to John as if no one else had noticed or cared, but with a quick glance to the sky he realized that it was just barely daylight. He thought it could be roughly 4am, none of his neighbors would have woken by then anyway and still he continued running down the road toward somewhere.
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