n o i t n e v e r P r e v e n t i o n

It all starts with an ending...

                                                                Day Zero

I'm on the street, midstride. and I stop. Its dark. I can't remember a single thing. I remember how to speak, write, I know that I should be walking on the sidewalk, but all the memories that are beyond learned instincts are not there. I don't feel panic. It's like I'm a blank slate.

I check for my wallet. Its filled with papers, but there's a card in there. It's a student card for Simon Haig High School. White guy; black hair, big eyebrows, I guess that's me. My name is David Thompson. Well that's a start... I know my name. Even if I had something in my wallet with my address on it, there is no way I would find my house. I don't even know if I am in my home country. If I knew my address I could try to catch a taxi. But I dont.

I feel good; I feel really good, but sweaty and gross. I'm probably drunk. I'm enjoying my stroll. I'm in a residential area, so occasionally a car calmly passes by. I stop and stare at each driver, maybe they know who I am. Where I am supposed to be.

There's a car tearing ass around the neighborhood. I hear it before I see it. I watch it approach. The driver sees me. His face is illuminated by a street lamp. I see him. He's an older guy. He's driving a black beat up muscle car. He yells "ADAM". He pulls around the corner but as he begins his high speed turn something goes wrong. The car does something strange and goes where he is not directing it. I have no time to react. I see his face change from anger to fright in the instant before my death.