Prelude
Halloween. Blank. Costume party. Hid in a closet. Blank. Hadn't drunk a thing. Did I smoke? Blank.
Cold. Blank. Metal around ankles. How did I get here? Blank.
Dark. Neon flashes. Blank. Music too loud in my ears. Blank. A hand up my skirt. Bryce. A fist through the nose. Distorted visions. Blank.
AC is blasting. Chest feels frozen to the floor. Limbs in awkward positions. Are my hands free? I can't tell. Blank.
Voices. Am I okay? Hands around my arms. Hoisted in the air. Bryce.
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