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I WOKE UP AS A DUDE.

NOT COOL. THIS IS AN ALL CAPS SITUATION.

FIX THIS. NOOOOO- I'm kind of cu- OOOOWWWWWWW.

I have powers, and I'm not afraid to use them. Fix. It. Now.

I'm not hiding in my room. I've looked outside, TECHNICALLY. But how do I know if this is real? Sure it looks and sounds like LA out my window, but seriously? Angels? ...this whole situation is screaming therapy.

Where's Coulson? Is this some new, sick torture method? Let me hallucinate about my favorite place and give me a vague message board to type on. What the hell, universe?

Before I wound up here I thought my life was crazy but after being here a little while I'm starting to really miss the crazy I knew. This is a whole new level of crazy. Like crazy I can't even begin to figure out how to deal with.

The rain finally stopped and the thunder started. Harry must be home.

Is there anything that any of us who haven't been taken should be doing? Is it going to happen to all of us eventually?

This is bullshit. I can't be here. I need to get back.