Mike awoke to sirens. He hurt all over, and his head pounded like a jackhammer. He tried to move, and found he was tied up. He finally opened his eyes and the world was barely visible through a white haze. He’d been rolled in a sheet and tossed in a dumpster.
He managed to climb out and tried to get his bearings. His memory was a mess, and he couldn’t piece together what happened.
The sirens were getting closer. He had a feeling he didn’t want to be here when they arrived.
That was when Mike realized he wasn’t breathing.

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