The Blue Stone Alley

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I was awaken by a loud ring coming from my phone.

"Fuck, my head hurts." I said growling a little as I grab my phone.

My eyes widened the moment that I saw who is calling. --What the hell, it was from Gotham University.

I cleared out my throat before I picked it up. "Hello, Good morning."

"Good morning Ms. Martinez. This is Therese Andrews, Head Administrator of Student relations in Gotham University, we would just like to inform you about the school orientation that would be held at the campus later at 3:00 pm. All students were asked to attend, especially the foreign exchange enrollees."

"Okay ma'am." I replied.

"3pm sharp, Ms. Martinez. Please avoid being late." Woah, is she warning me? Lol

"Yeah, 3:00.—sharp." I said.

"Okay, That would be all. I'll see you later."

"Okay ma'am."

Then she ended the call

I looked around to inspect any suspicious change in my room. "Nothing strange..."

I went to the kitchen and saw Ms. Kitten quietly drinking milk.

"Good morning." I greeted her.

She meowed, then turn in to a direction as if she's asking me to look that way.--so I did.

It was the door of the fridge with another Joker card, I walked towards it and grabbed the card. Until suddenly I saw my distorted reflection, and noticed that my clothes were different from last night...

shit.

I closed my eyes tightly; recalling what happened.

The last thing I remember is that we entered in a sort of a warehouse, then--

Then I fainted.

"Good lord, I hope he didn't do anything bad to me." I murmured.

Hurriedly, I return to my room then saw the clothes that I've been wearing yesterday hanging near the window. I inspected the items and noticed some stains of red paint—or lipstick... I don't know but I'm sure it'll be from him. So far, they are perfectly fine and not scattered all around... so that's one good sign.

I sneek a peek inside my shirt; its the same underwear from yesterday as well.

Phew! That's a relief.

Although, there is one piece missing—

"Where the hell is my coat?" I asked. Then walked out of the room to check it in the coat rack and other places possible, but it is nowhere to be found.

Did he stole it? Its green tho.

--But maybe no. Besides , what interesting thing can he do with a women's coat?

"Ugh, what ever. Screw that clown." I shrugged.

Time passed.

My apartment becomes a little too dull, so I decided to go in the supermarket and buy some groceries.

I hand picked everything until my cart is almost full.