I feel so weak. And weird.When I jumped infront of the bolt for my little brother I didn't know what to expect.Except pain, duh. I can hear voices. They sound vaguely familiar. I couldn't figure out who they were though. "I have to check for a pulse, nephew." I heard a calming voice say. "Uncle, we don't have time. Just poke it and we'll be on our way!" What did he just call me!