Prologue
People were screaming--yelling out to me. A concerned woman was holding me in her arms; a man was pressing something on my head, I could feel the pressure. ‘What happened? Why is everyone looking at me?’ I could remember thinking.
I was walking on the way to meet my friend, I was almost at her apartment. I said I would be there soon. But I felt so tired, my eyes felt so heavy for some reason. As I closed them, I felt like I was drifting away somewhere.
