We circled the lake several times, jumping each other’s wakes. I pushed the throttle harder feeling the rush of adrenaline surge through my veins. My hair whipped violently in the wind, having lost the tie that once held it back. Each minute I drove, my inhibitions dissipated. With a newfound bravery, I stood, like I had seen Kai do earlier. I could see him now to the side of me, pushing his Jet Ski forward to keep up with my increasing pace. Soon the world around me started to fade. There was no Kai, no motor sound, no trees, no rocks, no boats, and no water. There was only me. Alone. In an instant, I was trapped, reliving my nightmare again. Alone, I sat up, dazed by the buzzing and the lights around me. Cords tugged at my body and my ribs were aching from my shallow breaths. I tried to place my surroundings. Looking down at my hands, both bandaged and taped, I threw the blankets off my legs in a panic. I was in a hospital. The confusion was overwhelming, but not nearly as overwhelming as the memories that flooded just seconds later when the doctor walked into the room.
