WINNERS & LOSERS PART 11
April
<April, April . . .>
A distant voice seemed to be beckoning to me in my head. I felt like I was thinking its words, but I knew it was intrusion from another party. Where I was I had no clue whatsoever, but I was nowhere I had been before. I couldnt feel the presence of my body and the only intellectual guess I could make was that I had left it.