SECTION 2 1.1

Two weeks passed away in huge parties and occasions which I didn't realise when they started and when they ended. There were so many people that I felt like it was impossible for someone to remember that many. But apparently they knew who I was and they liked me a lot, especially the ladies. I was popular and rich. I was getting everything that anybody could ever wish for. I assumed that this was the life that meant happiness. After all I could all always see people staring at me, my cars, my houses, and my clothes as if they will kill for what I have. It made me feel special.

Soon after the third week I felt hollow. It was then that I felt like I was having a glimpse of my past life and I was wrong. It was her. The girl who was with me for the four days of my life or so, that would have killed me if she had not been there to accompany my soul. I wished that I could see her. I missed her.

I was feeling down and frustrated because I had no idea exactly who I was, and what was I supposed to do. I took out my mustang and drove straight to the place where I had waked up in this world.

I had no idea what was I going to do, because I didn't really knew what was bugging me so much. It was like an endless loop of questions that only ended to start another and then it continued that way. I pushed the accelerator paddle with a huge force and the car swoooshed through traffic. I might have hit some cars on the way.

I was driving like crazy when an suv appeared at my tail and it swiped beside me. When the opaque black windows came off I saw guys with guns in their hands. I panicked and pushed the paddle harder. I turned right at the next crossing and i was in the opposite lane.

[tang]

The bullet bounced at the metal frame of the car. The next ones rained at me and shattered the rear glass. There were bullets firing and guns blazing, engine torque horsing the asphalt, melting it. My heart was beating like a hammer in my chest. I felt choked cause of my own heart.

I turned left and then right, and then one more right. I kept turning to lose them and also to avoid taking too much damage. I kept looking in the rear view mirrors. After about 2 minutes they seemed to have lost. I exhaled a sigh of relief and looked up at the road. The car was smoking already. When I looked up ahead there was a huge tank like vehicle approaching me. My eyes widened and the hammering heart was back.