The first thing I heard when I became conscious was the annoying ass theme song to Hello Kitty. I set that to my alarm tone because I could be in a coma and I would wake up to turn that shit off. But that's neither here nor there. I quickly turn it off and get up with a pained groan. Something felt hard and crusty. I brought my hand up to my chest only to feel dried blood through my shirt. Quickly I take my shirt off only to find... Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Even my shirt felt like the dried blood just vanished in thin air. With my heart trying to beat out of my chest, I got up and started dressing for the day. A simple Metallica shirt and some jeans and my Nike shoes made up my outfit. Simple attire for a simple day. I grabbed my backpack and headed out before the clock reached 6:10am. I was always up before everyone else on a school day. Walking out with my keys in hand I started my semi long walk to school, which didn't feel very long after you've walked it for months. Nothing note worthy happened on my way to school, just the same walk that went by in a blur when I played music through my ear buds. Said ear buds barely left my neck, wrapped around like a choker. Once I got to school though was a completely different story. First I started feeling like something was trying to burst out of my chest, the pain was excruciating as I ran to one of the many bathrooms in the school. Panting, I burst into the empty bathroom as I started ripping off my backpack and shirt. Only to find a sort of hand impale my skin, from the fucking inside. It was a furry hand, almost like a werewolf, and it had long back claws that looked like it would make a meat cleaver look like a child's toy. Then in the blink of an eye it was gone, no hand, no wound, no nothing. I was just some idiot standing in the bathroom shirtless.