" I strained to get up off my bedroom floor, a burning ache in my chest. I was surprised to be already dressed for school. Outviews weren’t mere dreams, as their torment and physical impact could last for days. The car horn blared again. Kyle, my best friend, was waiting in the driveway. I dashed out of the house. “Man, "

― Brandt Legg , Outview (The Inner Movement Book 1)