paused for a moment in an attempt to think straight.
Amazingly, the more I thought about it, this wasn’t the only pain I was having. The Cross I fell asleep in was getting heavier, weighing down my neck. It hurt. I snagged it off of my neck, breaking the chain. I would definitely regret that later, but I figured that I didn’t need any more weird things tonight. Tonight?
I checked the clock. Yup, technically, it was still my Birthday. 11:59 pm. I grabbed my jacket, and put it on backwards, knowing it would do nothing good for my self-benefit if I did anything else to my back tonight. I opened my small window and squeezed through onto the fire escape & started a painful desent down the ladders. No, I wouldn’t go the hospital. They couldn’t help me. This pain was so unnatural, it could only be, well….supernatural.
I starting thinking of the letter. Your student is very gifted. Yes, yes I was. And I only knew one person who could help me now. I had to go see C.J.