Prologue
She stared off into space, seeing what was not there. She was floating, drifting among the distorted clouds in the hazy blue sky. Figures danced in and out of her mind, twisting together to create new, fuzzy shapes and like fireworks, colors
exploded infront of her eyes and then disappeared as quickly as they came. Her head was apart from her body, floating higher and higher. Birds chirped in her ears, at first charmingly, but they grew louder and louder until it was such high pitched
screech that shethought her eardrums would explode.
Her hands started to twitch as she became more anxious. The walls seemed to close in on her until she wasn't in a room, she was only in a box of space, a tiny box that she had to crunch her body up to fit. She blinked, and suddenly the
walls were a million miles away, and she was nothing but a speck of dust in the huge vastness of the room. She felt so anxious, like there was something she had to do, and if she didn't do it, she would explode. It was likes she had forgotten to do
something, and it ate at her brain, the anxiousness clawing at the inside of her skull.
She felt like tearing her hair out, and she clenched her fists until the feeling subsided. Slowly, the screeching birds were silenced. The colors dimmed and the figures vanished. She felt the tension leave her body, and she felt drained, empty
and hollow. She knew it was over because her body felt dead, dragging. She leaned forward and took another hit, another pill, another snort.
And the grotesque, malformed figures began their twisted dance once again.