A sound, a smell, then nothing as Nate passed out again. Over and over, the sequence repeated.
A constant droning, like an air conditioner in the background.
Black.
The overpowering smell of sweat.
Black.
A door slamming.
Black.
A vibration.
Black.
Voices, talking to him but making no sense.
Black.
Then the prick of a needle in his arm.
And black, deeper than before. Oh, so deep…