Help.
It isn't right.
It can't be right.
There was a crash, a bang; I was covered in something. Her blood, my blood. The world spun.
It felt like a night of beer and whiskey with Pete. My eyes closed and there was a calm. I thought I was dead. Ma always told me you see God when you die.
But I didn't see any God.
I saw pure blackness. I felt trapped in my own skull. And then, all at once, a raging pain ripped through my body and my eyes opened.
I was somewhere else. Had it been a dream? A nightmare? A bad trip from a bad night of fighting with Heidi?
The streets here are different. I'm wandering aimlessly. I stop to pick up a newspaper, the date must be wrong. It isn't 2009. It isn't.
I reach up and touch my forehead. My fingers come back stained with crimson. I'm injured, and its snowing. I watch the snowflakes catch on my blood-coated fingers and melt into the red fluid.
Where am I?
When am I?
It can't be right.
There was a crash, a bang; I was covered in something. Her blood, my blood. The world spun.
It felt like a night of beer and whiskey with Pete. My eyes closed and there was a calm. I thought I was dead. Ma always told me you see God when you die.
But I didn't see any God.
I saw pure blackness. I felt trapped in my own skull. And then, all at once, a raging pain ripped through my body and my eyes opened.
I was somewhere else. Had it been a dream? A nightmare? A bad trip from a bad night of fighting with Heidi?
The streets here are different. I'm wandering aimlessly. I stop to pick up a newspaper, the date must be wrong. It isn't 2009. It isn't.
I reach up and touch my forehead. My fingers come back stained with crimson. I'm injured, and its snowing. I watch the snowflakes catch on my blood-coated fingers and melt into the red fluid.
Where am I?
When am I?