Hyperventilating took a lot out of someone, every muscle in his body hurt and the lack of proper air was making him feel dizzy.  His thoughts were no long racing in his head but one thing was only on his mind. "Run, run, run, run." BUT he couldn't move! He had NO control. Hell if he did he wouldn't be the way he is right now.<br/><br/>He jumped when he heard voice of a male. He looked up eyes wide and darting over the place, he was shaking pretty badly. As the man continued to talk about him, Kaden knew to focus on his voice. Thankfully he kept talking.  It was like a rope, the man's voice. Kaden would grab hold and climb his way using the rope.<br/><br/>His breathing returned to normal and he could now focus straight. His body however was really weak and locked into place. He looked around and spotted the closet chair pulling it out and almost falling onto it.<br/><br/>His name, the man wanted to know his name. What is his name again.<br/><br/>"K.... Kaden.  My names Kaden." He started the sentence off weak, shakey and breathless, he swallowed and then tried again and his words came out clearer.<br/><br/>The feeling of fear turned into embarrassment as the young man began to curl into his chair. He held a hand over his heart as it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest any second.<br/><br/>His eyes stung with tears but they didn't fall. "<i>Oh,</i>" He whimpered out "oh I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to do that!" He then looked at the man that was behind the counter. "I'm so sorry." He turned to the other costumers. "I'm sorry."<br/><br/>He felt so much shame, he felt like a freak. He should have just stayed home, this was a disaster.