Not Chapter 1
My name is Zack.
No i dont feel like going over how i look. Use your god damn imagination. Yes i AM a man. Average height. Average build. Dark black hair and it's ALWAYS in my way.
Won't let me sleep.
Won't let me eat.
Won't let me have a quiet moment to myself.
It crawls along my scalpe like its trying to go somewhere.
It makes my skin feel like I'm trapped in a endless web.
Sometimes i see it tremble but only in the corner of my eye.
Almost like it's angry.
...or starving.