Claire makes her way through town and ends up somewhere she really shouldn’t be, a gang hangout. She asks the leader for marijuana so she can plant them on Maddie. He delays, offering her a drink. Foolishly, she drinks it all.
“I don’t feel well,” Claire said. “I wanna go back now.”
“The weed ain’t here yet,” the man said. “We gotta wait for the weed, baby.”
“No, I need—go.” Her words slurred as the room shifted and melted around her. She tried to stand, her legs wouldn’t support her. She fell back onto the couch and her eyes drifted shut.
Claire was only marginally aware of her surroundings. She’d been moved to what felt like a bed. The room was warm and she lay on something soft. It took a few moments to realize that she was naked. Her money and clothing were gone.
“Hello?” No one answered.
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