Sitting in the chair, with a steaming mug of tea I regret having bad feelings about Nikki. She seems to be genuinely nice after all. Sipping the tea I look around, admiring the large living room. Now that's a decent place, not like my shabby apartment in downtown Detroit.
But then all that changes. The moment I see David's eyes go blank and his body keel over I realize we're all in trouble. I get up and try to run, but my legs are wobbly and I don't make it further than a couple of steps. Then the ground moves upwards towards me with surprising speed and the wood floor hits me smack on my head.