Bad luck

Slowly lifting my eyelids, my eyes began wondering as I slowly regained my conscious state of mind. It felt like I had just woken from some kind of coma and my brain had started working again.

Everything Raman said echoed in my head over and over again, like a music that was placed on repeat.

I stood from where I sitted on the ground, so many thoughts running through my mind.

I need to see Raman, I need to speak to him, what he said couldn't possibly be the truth.

Scurrying up to the door, I twisted the door knob and pulled the door open, Raman immediately coming into veiw.