Intro: how it all started
Danny rested his head on his desk. He felt exceptionally bad today. His head hurt like hell, his lower back felt like a troupe of elephants just had a house party there, and his stomach felt like he'd eaten something wrong and had to throw up, but couldn't, and that feeling amplified about twenty times. On top of all that, he was at the moment attending one of Lancers exceptionally boring English classes. "Hey Danny, are you al right?" Tucker whispered from his left. Danny nodded and whispered back. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just a bit ill, that's all." "Are you sure you're okay?" Sam asked from his right. Danny grunted, and replied irritably:"I said I'm fine. Shees, can't you people let me live my own-" Suddenly, the words didn't want to come out any more and the world began spinning before Danny's eyes as he fainted, and fell onto the path to his right. The shocked voices of his classmates echoed through his head, and his last sane thought before the world turned black was: 'why…'