Chapter
1
Cold sweat rolled over every inch of
my body as I opened my eyes. I turned my head and realized I was in Kevin's
home. I fought to remember the reason we came. I sighed as I recalled we were
filming and recording for the new album. I saw that the clock read '3:30.'
Getting up did not sound appealing, nor did lying in a bed covered in my
perspiration.
Unwillingly, I pulled myself out of
bed. I removed my shirt and sweats. It may have been January and despite my
cold sweat, I was quite hot.
Brian stirred. "Nick, are you
okay?"
"Yeah, Rok, I'm fine."
"Good Lord, Nick. You're sweating
like a pig!"
"I'm okay, Rok, really. Just go
back to sleep."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm just gonna' go watch
tv."
"Okay," Brian shrugged
already falling back asleep.
I quietly settled in the living room
of Kevin's house. I flipped through the channel after channel unsuccessfully.
Finally, I settled on an old Ninja Turtles cartoon. I sighed as I looked around
the home. I dreaded the recording I'd be doing within the next six hours. I had
to get some sleep, but I just couldn't.
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