Sunlight shines through an opening in the curtains. My head is pounding. As if I were hid, very hard, by a moving object. My stomach rumbled and gave an uncomfortable cramp, though I haven't eaten in days. I'm in desperate need of some pain killers and food. "A bath would be nice too," I told myself like a total loony. I walked on over to a full length mirror, looked at my view, and spoken to my reflection. At least it doesn't seem as loony as before. "Today is a new day. I must face my demons today; tomorrow might not show its sweet innocent face." I was dress in a pair of shorts and a lose football jersey. I don't recognize the clothes. Silently I walked into the dining room, surprise to find them there. They looked up at me, but not Max; he looked down at a glass of blood _ instead. Aun
