Chapter 9 -

Danny POV

I whispered halfheartedly, “I’m number 7 in the Paradise Cove Trailer court.”

I leaned back in my seat. Biscuit laid his big block head on my lap as the truck fired up again. I let my eyes close.

My mind began whirling, I saw colors all mixed together they kept spinning faster and faster. “Make it stop,” I pleaded. It was making me dizzy. A vortex of faces and voices came out of the whirling colors. I couldn’t see any one in particular, only that there were many. They were crying and scared. Their combined voices got louder and louder until it sounded like howling and I thought my head would split from the sound. Then everything went black and it all stopped.

The black was thick and heavy. It was hot and hard to breathe. I needed fresh air. I started to panic and began choking on the black. It burned my throat and nose. I grabbed my throat and looked up. Slowly a pin prick of light formed. Then another. Bit by