I hated the city, absolutely hated everything about it. Hated the way that the sirens blared around me, adding to the dissonance of the car horns echoing from all directions. I hated the cacophony of voices, all talking, but none of them really saying anything. Most of all, I hated the loneliness of it all. The way that I was surrounded by people, but still felt completely alone. The way that even in the bright lights that flashed from cars and storefronts and billboards, I was drowning in darkness.
Caught up in all these thoughts, I didn't realize that I had no idea where I was. Suddenly, nothing around me looked familiar. I froze, looking around frantically trying to find something that I recognized, but there was nothing. My heart was racing, breath coming in short gasps.
I felt my knees buckle, my body slamming into the window of a store. Phone I thought. I pulled the device out of my pocket, pressing the power button. Nothing. I turned it around in my hands pressing every button I could, hoping for some sort of response, but the screen remained completely black. No! No! No!
Everything around me was fading in and out of focus. The phone slipped out of my hand, shattering against the sidewalk, but I didn't even care. My hands shook as I tried to brush the tears from my eyes. I barely registered the footsteps behind me. A long shadow fell over me, blocking out what little light was left.
He grabbed my hand roughly, pulling me down the street into an alley. I was too stunned to move. My body was thrown harshly against the wall, my head slamming into the brick making an audible cracking sound.
"If you make a sound, it'll be the last thing you do." His breath flooded the air with the smell of rotten milk, snapping me out of my trance. I began to thrash around, but his vice-like grip held me firmly in place.
I tried to scream, but the sound died in my throat. There were tears streaming down my face, but there was nothing I could do.
Suddenly, the weight holding me against the wall disappeared, and my body crashed into the ground. I was faintly aware of the sounds around me, which reminded me of the superhero movies I used to watch; from what I could tell, it was a very one sided fight.
After what seemed like forever, I was lifted onto someone's shoulders. That was when everything went black.
There was a soft beeping sound coming from somewhere beside me when I finally opened my eyes. I was suddenly aware of the bruised hand clutching mine. I blinked over and over again, trying to understand the sight in front of me. I remembered those eyes. It had been years, but how could I forget them?
"I thought... but they told me you were dead?" I heard myself mumble.
My brother sighed, a small smile forming on his lips. "I'll explain later," he answered. "For now, just get some rest."
I tried to protest, but my body won out, and my eyes fell closed once again.