Evan Hernandez

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“What? Where am I?” I mouth to myself as I’m standing in front of a mirror holding a bloodied bat in one hand and a reindeer mask in the other. Why is my heart racing? Why am I sore all over? What the hell just happened? I lean closer to the mirror to get a better look at my reflection. Even without a good source of light I can see that my face is bruised. The top of my head appears to be bleeding. “Is this my blood?” I wonder. My polo shirt is ripped at the collar seemingly from being pulled on. I feel I have just gotten into a fight... but with who? Where is the other person? My nerves are exhausted, I can feel my body has been panicking for longer than I remember. The muscles on my body are so tightly clenched, I can barely take a breath without shivering. Unless I find out what’s going on I’m not sure this will stop. I reach for my pocket and pull out a remote and a heart locket. I fidget with the remote for a bit but it doesn’t seem to respond with anything so I set it down. The locket is pretty plain and has a picture of a man and who I would guess is his daughter. “Why do I have this?”