PART 1
I am such a slacker. I had to finish my book report in one night that was assigned three weeks ago. When I started it was 9:30 PM. It's funny how time goes snail-speed during boring things but flies when you don't want it to. The next time I checked my clock it was 11:45. My fingers began to get clumsy. Good thing I made an outline before because I couldn't concentrate. 1:30 AM. Now I struggled to stay awake. Man, I wished I didn't have to go to school. I looked down at the keyboard and sat back in my chair. The sleep that hovered over me for the past three hours finally wrapped itself around me like a blanket. The next thing I remember is waking up to something dripping on the back of my neck. I was flat on my face on cold hard cement somewhere that smelled really bad. When my eyes finally adjusted I realized that I was in a sewer. A rushing wave of anxiety washed over me like boiling water. Where was I?

cario