"Don't look away." I felt these words come from behind, yet I couldn't turn. "Pick up the dice; keep playing or suffer." Desperately, I shot hand towards the dice and grabbed them; my shoulder stung from the mere action, my eyes grew tired. I didn't understand what was going on. Why had my friend disappeared? Why did the room turn black? Why was it hard to breathe? Those thoughts terrified me. I had no idea what to do.