I
ate something that my body reacted violently to. Food poisoning. The body is an
amazing entity. My body fixed itself by expelling the foreign matter that it
did not recognize to my well being. My operating system detected the abnormality
and countered attacked with reverse peristalsis and diarrhea. It was a
two-pronged attack that was highly successful. I suffered some discomfort
during the campaign, but war is not for the timid.
After
the third battle where there were causalities on both fronts, my body was
overcome by an inferno from within. Perspiration welled up from my interior and exuded itself on the exterior.
I was drenched in sweat. In an instant the war was over. I felt
much better. I was cured. It was a miracle. I cured myself, or my body cured me for me.
