Sounded Silence

I woke up like this

                                                                     PJ's POV

I woke up a bit earlier than I usually do. Normally I'm up by noon, but today when I looked at the clock, it read 10:00. Weird. 

I finally got out of bed a quarter after. Although, I was still a little groggy, so my sense of direction didn't kick in fully: I nearly tripped after bumping into my record shelf, knocking a few singles off. But this story is just beginning.

When I opened my mouth to shout in pain, nothing came out.

I tried to say "What?" but still nothing.

My breathing grew heavy and quick. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but it only sounded like a dry heave. What happened to me that suddenly made me...mute?

I need to find someone. Anyone. Where was Parappa at this hour?