"The gust of wind rushes through me. Haven't I gone through this before?"

Alaric C. Hernandez sits in the alleyway, his hands shaking, body trembling, he can't stop this feeling within him. It's almost as if saying "Gut wrenching" was truly happening to him physically.

- "I can't keep going. I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't!" muttered Alaric, slowly clutching his head as if trying to hold himself together. His nails dug into his scalp, but the pain did nothing to stop the chaos inside him.

A drowning and heavy atmosphere comes from behind him. With it comes a slow and cold breath behind Alaric's neck. Slowly whispers the voice,

- "You have to continue. Alaric-", as then it is cut off by Alaric's immediate movement.

- "I said I can't! I don't want to!"

His cries echoed in the narrow alley. Alaric immediately leans forward, as if he were attempting to escape. Lurching forward. He almost tripped over himself as he tried to escape the voice. 

Tears streamed down his face, hot and uncontrollable. His chest heaved with each sob, his breath hitching until he started choking. Coughs racked his body, his lungs burning as if he were drowning.

- "Argh-khh", The sound tore from his throat as he collapsed.

On his arms and knees now, his breath pacing faster and faster. Soon he can no longer control it. Alaric's face hits the pavement and his body collapses with him, with his tears flowing into his mouth and his saliva flowing out of it. As he closes his eyes his world quickly fades to black.