when she reached the car , she remembered her previous panic attack.she reminded herself that that was how panic disorders overtook their victims.memories of previous attacks , and the fear of repeat performances were at the heart of every person who had surrendered their lives to its clutches.carol backed the car out of the driveway , and told herself to relax in fifteen-second intervals.she did this for twenty-three miles until she found herself pulling into the mental health center parking lot.i am spartacus , '' carol whispered , as she got out of the car , and into the painful sunlight .