I’m drunker than a sailor with daddy-issues.

This college party is absurd. I couldn’t if I was on the dirt or if I was floating.

Turns out I was actually throwing up into the corner of the backyard. Before that happened, I was outside—well… taking shots— with crowds talking and someone actually dived off the roof into the pool.

I thought that was only in moives.

Now I’m in my pink T-shirt, cooped outside next to the DJ, bobbing his head to the music. The song shook the ground. We’d get a noise complaint any minute now and I’d be going to jail. But I’m too drunk to care…

But I couldn’t help but dance a little.

Then suddenly, it all stopped. And my heart stopped beating and I’m on the ground.

Silence…

“Whoa… What’s going on here?”

A prank? Mist pours from the sky. No. They are legitmately frozen. Did I just freeze time?!

Someone in dark cloak, with a weapon tucked in their boney fingers. Who is that?

“Heart attack.”

The man said with a cruel voice. I’m starting to accept my fate. Not much I can do but accpet i’m dead. I died a virgin with no friends.