Your mechanic neighbor is staring at you with a weird look on his face. He's still taller, but his muscles are much smaller, as if he hadn't seen a gym since middle school. Meanwhile, all of his hard earned muscles are on your body. Another neighbor walks over, Chris from next door, and asks if you two are okay. The mechanic breaks out of his stare towards you and responds to Chris.
"Yeah, just had a bit of an accident with the weights," he says.
"Oh, well do be careful Joe," Chris says looking over the weights. "This is way more than you can normally handle. Good thing John was here to help you out."
With that, Chris leaves back for home, and now you know your neighbor's name is Joe.
"Wait, John? As in the kid across the street?" Joe asks as if realizing something. I have to know, what's your secret?"
"My secret?" a puzzled John asked.
"Yeah, you're like what 17?"
"14 actually..."
"14! Shoot, well know I'm even more curious. How did a kid like you manage to get a body like that? I'm 32 and look at me. Sure I'm 6 foot but look at me," he said rolling up an oversized sleeve to reveal a bone thin arm with barely a bump of a bicep. "I'm basically a walking skeleton with these puny muscles while you're a freaking Adonis!:
It was in that moment John realized he was the only one who knew reality had changed.
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