Ouch! Where am I? My head hurts, and the room won’t stop spinning. There are memories in my skull! I can feel ’em crawling around in there…somewhere…what was I saying…right! Candy canes are good. No, more than good—they’re important. When I woke up, I didn’t know where I was or how I got here.
The throbbing in my head couldn’t compare with the intense suffering my body went through when I pulled out a candy cane, shoved into the side of my neck.
You know the sound of a cork being separated from a wine bottle? I swear to God, I heard that “pop” when I yanked that peppermint candy from my body.
Convulsions swept through me.
My whole body was inflamed.
Breathing was difficult…
…and I laid on the floor gulping air like a drowning fish. I had no other choice but to ram that damn candy cane back into my neck! The shakes stopped all at once. Is it the mint or the sugar that’s keeping me alive? And how is that possible?
Maybe you can help me shake the memories inside my head. Help put the puzzle pieces back together again…please.