The First Few Chapters
Chapter 1: Meeting Myself
Feelings of emptiness fill me. I fluctuate between anxiety, guilt, and depression. It paralyses me. How long has it been? Days? Weeks? Months? I do not know. The appointment with the lawyer was for ten.

Should I not have cancelled?

But I have already done so twice.

The arm of the reception chair I am sitting on is broken, and my elbow keeps slipping off. I want to get up. I want to run. But I canít.

The receptionistís telephone rings madly.

Through the door I notice two ornaments on a corner cabinet in the adjoining room.
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