DREW'S POV
"Off for the night?", asks Stream as I pick up my mechanics notebook I let him borrow.
"Yeah, the ol' rough man let me off for the exams", I reply.
"Nice, so you got time?"
"No, I have to pick up groceries."
"Groceries?"
"Yeah we need more bread and tea."
"Alright man, see ya."
I walk out to the cold dark night. It's the beginning of spring, but the night is still cold.
I walk down the sidewalk and pass the grocery store. Then, I slide into an alley between the clothing store and toy store.
If only they knew what I have to do to save my life, I think to myself.
I walk deeper into the alley until it ends and there's a door. I knock two knocks, then five knocks, then one knock, and then three knocks. After thirty seconds, the door slightly creaks open a slit.
"In the morning, the old man plays guitar for the birds, and in the afternoon he plays flute for the life he was given, what does the old man play at night?", says a growly voice.
"He plays the sad violin of death", I answer.
Then, I get pulled in and into a dark room.
Then, we start running faster and faster and I can feel the floor sink beneath me and lower into the dirt of the earth.
After five minutes, we stop and stand still.
"Dinner is served", he croaks out.
Then a light comes on and we're far deep into the ground. There's dust and spiderwebs everywhere.
"Okay, are you ready?", says a woman in the shadows.
She pulls me into the shadows and gets a needle out.
"This will help your results in the new tests"
I look at the needle. It's a transperant green color with small little white circles in it and glows in the dark. She plunges the needle into the back of my neck. Then the man exits the room and pulls the door close.
"Fifth treatment is always the best because the drugs make you loose memory and make you more stimulated"
"Stimulated?", I ask.
Then, the woman in the shadows pulls me to her body and starts undressing. She presses my body next to hers and kisses me hard. I feel dazed but confused then as I feel her fingers pull my shirt over, I forget what I'm doing.
*****AUTHOR'S NOTE*****
WARNING. There will be content inappropriate for people under the age of 13.
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