[It feels like there are fingernails inside his skull, raking over his brain and leaving bloody furrows behind that he can't get to. He's panting as if he's been sprinting for hours and covered in sweat, trembling when JARVIS obeys immediately and shuts down the simulation.
He doesn't feel like Bucky Barnes right now, nor does he feel like the Soldier. He feels weird, fragmented, and on a hair trigger.]
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He doesn't feel like Bucky Barnes right now, nor does he feel like the Soldier. He feels weird, fragmented, and on a hair trigger.]