The music was flowing through my body and right into Taylor's. We were so pressed together we might as well have been one person. My head started spinning. I felt like I was going to pass out so I grabbed him tighter. "What's wrong?" I tried to speak but I just mumbled and fell to the floor. "Hannah!" He tried to pick me up. "Someone, I need some help!" Everyone was too drunk to hear him over the music anyway. I blacked out.
I woke up in a white room. I looked around and stretched. I felt like I had taken a beatings at night but I was very relaxed. I assumed it was a hospital room but there is no ugly wallpaper it annoying TV. I also noticed I wasn't in a bed. "Hello is anyone here?" It was dead silent. Then it hit me. Dead. I'm dead...
