I open my eyes, I blink a couple of times. Where am I? I ask to myself.
Darkness envelops me. My body feels like it has been
hit by a trailer truck. I can´t move a single muscle, my thoughts are
spinning out of control, thinking strait has become an enormous task.
“Mom, Is that you?”
“Yes darling, don´t worry.” She says as she pats his hand.
“Everything is dark, where are you?”
She starts crying without making a sound, her thoughts wondering as
to what she´s going to do to the man that did this to her son.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.