My eyes shot open as the world around me flashed lights and blared sound, scorching my still drowsy mind. As everything came into focus I tried to remember where I was or what happened.
"Oh right," I thought to myself "It was another one of those nights I guess."
The type of night is question was usually forgotten amidst the crack and hookers muddling my brain.
I was lying in the corner of a dark alleyway, underneath a pile of cardboard, food wrappers, and other trash.
As I got up and brushed myself off, I noticed what I was wearing.
I was still wearing the clothes from last night, but torn and tattered.
"That's odd," I pondered. Usually I woke up
Either naked or in someone else's clothes, usually women's but occasionally in jeans and a wife beater. I chose not to question these times.
"What time is it anyways?" I wondered. It was dark out right now but that didn't really mean anything. My phone said it was around 3 am.
As I checked my phone I noticed I had a voicemail from Julio, my best friend. Kinda.
I figured it might be important so I clicked the listen icon.
"Hey dude I just wanted to check in on you cause a last night ya know? You just ran out on us and you were acting weird man. You kept mumbling bout someone comin for you or somethin. Look dude call me when you get this ok? *Click* end of message"
That certainly didn't sound good. I wondered just what all of that stuff actually meant.
"Well whatever I just need to get home now" I said to myself.
I began to stumble out of the alley and onto an empty city street. Luckily I knew where I was at and I knew how to get back home. Unfortunately it would take about an hour of walking. Sighing I began to walk towards the end of the road, not knowing about what was waiting for me.
