The sun casted its early morning rays into the hotel room number 102. Inside, Nick stirred and rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into his pillow in a desperate attempt to hide from the stabbing light.

"No. Just-no-" thought Nick to himself as he tried to go back to sleep.

His head felt like it was about to split open, everything felt like it was spinning and he could feel the bile in the back of his throat.

Just as he felt his eyes start to become ...