Doktor, turn of my brain inhibitors

My body felt like it was on fire.

Struggling to regain control was difficult. The pain was getting worse; nobody was meant to have hundreds of body on fire at the same time, experiencing a hundred times the pain shared between as many bodies. Worse, those bodies I'd had eating corpses were now splitting, shedding mass. I didn't take those new bodies over; all it would do was make the pain even worse.

If the pain continued the way it was going, I wouldn't be able to think soon.

***

It would be easy to panic, but the one power that I could use was my ability to set aside emotions and become rational. I toggled that as far as I could to becoming rational.

Cold clarity washed over me. It didn't help with the pain; that was still overwhelming, but it did help me approaching the problem with more focus, and that was what I needed.

It almost wasn't enough, but I was able to grab onto a single power, and even that wasn't at full effectiveness. It was a sliver of what I should have been able to do, but all I could do was hope that it would be enough.

Only one of my bodies was in actual pain; what I was feeling was reflections of pain echoed over and over throughout the network. The think I had to do was get rid of this body, and that should make the rest of the system get back to normal. Amy had tried to heal the pain of an evolved clone and failed, but that was because the pain wasn't being generated from that body.

***

Better