I need a change of skin – I need a change.

Kitty Litter – Placebo

                Breathing is a struggle – she doesn't know if it is because of the high pollen count or the panic attack she just experienced.  Probably both.  When she takes a lungful of air it feels as though it is not reaching the bottom of her lungs.  She focuses on taking small, shallow breaths and tries not to panic again.

She has no idea what went wrong – maybe it was a glitch?  She is used to being the one in control – yes, he has nudged before in her mind but this time was different.  This time he took over and suddenly she was there at Kurt's feet and not in her living room.  It was so vivid.  She had been terrified that it would be permanent.  Kurt had utterly flipped.  She had tried passing as Blaine but to no success which was ironic really. 

When she had ‘come to', so to speak, she had found one of her guitars out as if she had been playing.  She had not played in months.  The pads of her fingers were sore from the metal strings as the calluses had softened over time.

That was not supposed to happen.  It had never happened before.  Not while she was conscious.  Not without her permission.

She was genuinely scared which surprised her.  She had longed to escape her existence which was why she had begun experimenting really.  That had also been a form of control.  She had always been in control of her mind.  Hadn't she?

She needed to reset.  To start again.  To fix this.  She cannot afford for it to happen again.  What if she gets trapped?  What if she's not there when she's at work, or with her friends, or with her husband? 

A deeper breath.  She feels so lethargic all of a sudden – like she could sleep for a week and not feel refreshed. 

Yes, it is time for a reset.  She'd never attempted a full-reset before.  Fleetingly she wondered what affect it would have on Kurt or the others.  She had noticed that Blaine seemed distressed by the minor jumps backwards more so than the forward lags.  She had to be careful - had to make sure she wiped all previous versions away this time. 

She took a breath - this one was easier.  She knew what she needed to do.  She logged on to the system and pulled up the relevant file.

Delete.

Refresh.