As I made my way back home I felt it, that uneasy feeling I felt so many times before, why now... of all times why now, why couldn't it have happened at my dorm.
I felt the world around me melt away and felt cold, clawed hands grab my arms, legs and neck. Panic filled my head as I fell to my knees, I looked desperately around for someone... anyone... nothing but my own demons surrounded me, taunting me with horrible memories and my own inadequacies.
“You can't escape yourself Danny boy.” one said in a raspy voice, “You must live with yourself, your mistakes and all that you've done.” another said in a deep, commanding voice, “now you must suffer, for you can't escape fate.” The third one said, speaking in a rather beast-like voice.
I felt something like a sharp, cold blade pierce my chest, another one piercing my neck and the third piercing my back... out of desperation I called put for help, hoping anyone could hear me... I felt as if I was going to die. My vision was going blurry... fading out to black as I saw a figure running towards me, soon passing out on the sidewalk.