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[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*clutches his chest, panting* What's... happening?

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[animus-nocendi.livejournal.com]

You're dying.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

What? I don't... That's possible?

[animus-nocendi.livejournal.com]

*gives him a 'you're kidding, right?' look* Probably a heart attack.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

Heart attacks... can... can be caused by... emotions?

[animus-nocendi.livejournal.com]

If your blood pressure gets high enough, say, during an argument, and you already have a preexisting condition... then yes.

[icanseethem.livejournal.com]

[Alarmed look] I don't know, what are you feeling?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I don't know... I... *wipes a hand across his brow* I'm sweating and... My heart, it's... I was asleep. I don't...

[icanseethem.livejournal.com]

[Steps closer, worried] Does it hurt? Does it race? Perhaps you are having a panic attack.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*keep a hand on his heart, almost sure that it's about to explode out of his chest* It's racing... I don't understand... This... This is what panic does to... to people?

[bitofahandful.livejournal.com]

Are you... what's wrong?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I... I'm not sure. *still clutching at his chest* My heart's... racing. I don't... I don't understand...

[bitofahandful.livejournal.com]

Just racing? Do you have pain in your left arm? History of heart problems? Maybe you should go to a doctor.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

No... No... I couldn't... If they thought I was feeling... *the thought certainly doesn't help matters*

[substitute-peep.livejournal.com]

I don't know. What does it feel like?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

Like... Like my heart's trying... trying to get out... of my chest. I don't...

[substitute-peep.livejournal.com]

What were you doing before this? Did you see something scary? Have a nightmare?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I was asleep... I was... I had a dream.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

You okay there?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head in a strange moment of honesty, his breathing coming shallow gasps* I... I don't understand...

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

What were you doing before this?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I... I was sleeping...

[gotbottle]

John?

*cants her head, concerned*

What's happened? Are you okay? Can I do anything?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

Rachel... I don't... My heart feels... strange...

[gotbottle]

Oh, gosh. Okay. Sit down, okay? Relax. Try your best.

*takes his elbow very lightly, just long enough to help him sit, before letting it go and kneeling in front of him*

Are you in pain at all, John? What were you doing when this started?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*lets her guide him, putting his elbows on his knees, his hand over his heart, breathing too quickly* I... I was asleep. I don't - ... I had a... a dream.