'27 Club' Survivor

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EARLY IN THE MORNING: MARCH 21, 2015: MALIK'S 27th BIRTHDAY

• M A L I K •

Without any direction, I walked down the middle of the street. What the hell was I doing?

Where am I?

It was dark outside. I looked around me, hugging myself to create heat, aggressively rubbing my palms against my arms as I viewed my surroundings. I only had on a white T-shirt and some joggers.

It felt freezing outside.

I felt odd when I realized I was the only person.

No cars. No people.

Just me.

Why am I the only one here?

I continued walking without a goal in sight. My body just moved on its own, pushing further down the street.

The world got worse as I walked.

On both sides of it, houses were on fire. There were explosions and the sounds of guns going off. I even heard mild screaming from all the loud noises and chaos, yet...

I still never saw a face.

Where is ___?

I can't remember... Who am I looking for? I thought as I paused, looking around again. Maybe if I search, I can find them?

I kept moving in the same direction, hoping I would come across that familiar face that my body seemed to remember, but my mind didn't.

Where is ___? 

I thought, but my brain couldn't form the rest of the sentence.

Who was I looking for?

Who am I?

I asked myself.

I didn't know. That scared me. I could feel the panic well up in me. My mind was starting to collapse in on itself.

Starting to grab my head to try and contain the panic, I looked down at my hands. I felt my heart increasing, seeing my hands were covered in blood.

My chest felt like it was caving in.

I look back up in front of me,

"MALIK!"

My hands dropped to both sides of my body, my mouth trembled—hell my whole body did as I locked eyes with a figure who was covered in blood too.

I was now paralyzed.

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!"

I couldn't move. I could only sit there while he screamed.

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" he yelled again, pointing to his neck that was pouring out blood.

A lot of it too.

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" he repeated, and I just stood there shaking my head.

"No," I barely got out in a screech.

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" he yelled again, and my eyes went wide as I watched his head fall off his body.

"No, no, no, no, no," I trembled, repeating it over and over. "No," I yelled, screaming in his face.

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