"You think you are the big shot hu?" I was thrashed against the washroom door violently, and I winced up in pain feeling my sides hurting. You know the way a thirsty person runs to an oasis in the middle of a desert wanting to quench his thirst, the same way Elliot had made his life's goal to run to me in order to thirst his quench for madness.

"W-What did I do?" I muttered or should I say, tried to speak because he was holding me by my collar, which was blocking the air out of my ...