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?