Aug 10, 2007 22:43
You wake up and you're not where you remember being when you took that last dose of Adrenochrome. There's a loud ticking sound in your ear as you come to--thinking, what does that mean?
After spending several nights in Vegas Hotels, you learn to ignore the things that go bump in the night, however there's something different about this city. I am alone. I stand at the foot of a fountain, in a city I've never seen before. How did I arrive in this place?
Ignore that horrible ticking. It's nothing more insane than the night-time sounds in a city that never sleeps. My right hand tightly grips a briefcase. That Samoan bastard did this, he did it before. Light a cigarette, start walking, get a grip.
What had I taken that sent me here? How long can I maintain? I wonder...What's the score here? What's next?