"I feel lost. Confusion washes over me. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. 


Monica grasps my hand tightly. 

I plunge back; snap into focus. What the hell is happening to me? Doubt blankets over me. Had I been dreaming? How could I have been? We were having lunch then... I don't remember beyond that. I only recall the piercing call of a whistle and the surge of adrenaline. 

She looks worried and frightened. 'What's going on with you today?'"