At the movie theater you feel jittery, like someone is watching you,
but you think that maybe it's just because the movie you're seeing is
a horror movie. "Tom and Anna must be nuts," you mutter to
yourself, "I've just escaped being kidnapped and they take me to
see Freddie Kruger." You go the the bathroom, and when you come
out of your stall you bump into a woman coming out of hers.
"Excuse me," you say. The woman smiles and says, "No,
excuse me." Then she grabs the back of your head and presses a
handkerchief to your nose, and you black
out.