#Chapter 47 Renee

Renee My fingers were stiff around the pen, the numbers on the spreadsheet blurring into meaningless shapes. I blinked hard, trying to focus. Everything felt distant, like I was underwater. Details swam in and out of my vision, in and out of my consciousness. What was I supposed to be doing with this? How long had I been working on it? I tried to shake it off, but I couldn't; the edges of my mind numbed out while the fluorescent lights above buzzed like angry insects. I could hear the electricity and the wires buzzing, buzzing. Then I couldn't hear anything, as if I had been dunked in a deep silence. A deep pool through which. Only the loudest sounds could. Drift down. My vision went in and out. I was cold. Not the kind of cold that came from the overactive AC, but the kind that settled in your bones and made everything feel heavier. I shifted in my seat and reached for my coffee. Empty. Which was a good thing since I'd knocked it over onto my desk harmlessly. A stack of au