TIME

Prologue

Zee

Screaming loudly I woke up in the middle of night. The ghosts of the past had returned to haunt me again. The horrendous images of that incident returning back to the surface. Though it was a chilly night, still I could feel sweat dripping from my forehead, in fact my whole body was clamming with perspiration. I could feel my heart thumping against my chest, it felt like any moment it would burst open right through my rib cage. I felt a strange numbness pass through my entire body. Getting up I realized I wanted it. I needed vicodin. I had taken up drugs as an option or more of a getaway to get over my dad's accidental death in a plane crash. However, I had given up on drugs after my rehabilitation programme for my mom's sake. She was the only reason I wanted to live and I was her only reason to look forward at. But now I could not think of anything else I needed my vicodin. Desperately I ransacked through the drawers of my desk. It had to be somewhere here. Finally in the corner of the last drawer for I found a bottle. However, it was empty. Hell no! This cant be true. How can this possibly be? I desperately needed something and even my last pill of vicodin that I had hid for such emergencies turns out to be empty. The pain the anxiety the agony was increasing by every passing moment. My vision started to blur. I could not see where I was going but I kept walking. Then suddenly something just hit and the last thing I could recollect of that night was I sprawled on the floor hapless and helpless waiting for the end, my end.