Prologue

Running out of time!

His heart was pounding so hard it might as well have been screaming in his chest. His mind blistered back and fourth through the sharp hall ways, and his tense body followed the movements mechanically as if trying to keep up with his minds scattered regions…left, right, left, left, why the hell did this room seem so far away! His still hammering heart was beating rhythmically making his tattered thoughts create an apparition of himself clawing at a wall- one that wasn't really there- over and over and over again…he was running out of time…

Another scream burst through the out-of-reach-room and his heart picked up its rhythm the deafening ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump beginning to hypnotize his actions. Faster! He struggled to think in his scattered mind, legs pumping more robotically than the rest of his body. The nails in the wall dug deeper divots into the barrier of his mind…the same barrier that connected to his heart. Faster, faster, faster!- he chanted as the screams grew weak, and more pained…

Not this room, or the next or the next…it felt as if the room didn't truly exist and he was in an interval of perpetual revolving doors passing the room C-67 again and again…he could have easily sworn he passed room C-64 three times now and no matter how fast he went he didn't seem to get any closer to his goal…This was all a trick of the mind of course, he knew that…when you want to get to something every step feels like a mile run, and for him every one of those miles gained another foot or two with each step he took…in reality the door was maybe half a mile away from his small dwelling-room B-52- and any normal day he could run around the entire 24 floors in 15 minutes without needing a seconds break…was it really any surprise that today his heart decided to burden him by wanting more energy to beat?…That his lungs would deceive him by needing more air then ever?…That his mind taunted him repeating the same, wrong, room over and over for no other reason other then just to make him feel like he was insane?…of course this wasn't a surprise…it might as well have been predicted…

He was running out of time!