Chapter 1: How it started.

"But I can't respond because my mouth is lined with lead. My eyes are filled with sand and my body with water and suddenly I'm drifting away drifting away..."

I bet I can describe one of your best friends with perfectly.
Let me guess. They are always smiling. Always laughing. Always there to help out. You'd say jump and they'd ask how high. Are there whenever you need them, always kind always happy and never upset or emotional. They don't really have feelings, right?
Did I get that right?
Oh, wait except maybe that last part.