
The final flash...
Damn, last thing I remember everything was just like it normally would have been. I woke up, took my shower, ya know, the usual things, before I headed out to a go-see. I got in the car with my cab driver and he drove me to some new, fancy place where my photoshoot was meant to be. I went inside and did the usual things us models tend to do but something went amiss once the last photo of the day was taken. I remember the flash of the camera and then my vision became all fuzzy. Like it does when you swim underwater with your eyes open for too long. Shortly after I had blacked out and hit the floor. Now all I know is I'm sitting here at a table with a bunch of.. Well, people and I'm wearing some suit I don't remember putting on.
Jesus, my head hurts...