Karma (The Exodus)

I wake up chained in a bedroom. Smacking my dry lips, I try to pull some moisture from beneath my tongue. I must have been drugged. I remember telling that girl I should have let Adam do what he planned to do, but then I remember nothing else. A warm feeling coats my mouth. Did they fucking chloroform me?

I look around the room. I’m handcuffed to the bed’s metal footboard. The room’s warmth causes my balls to stick to my thigh. A night light emits a blue glow from the corner and leaves a similar hue dancing across my skin.

My skin? Why am I shirtless? Why am I naked ? And where the fuck am I?

All I can think about is Petey. Luckily, I left him with extra food and water in case I ran late after the party. Or if, god forbid, I ended up dead at the party, because you never truly know with them.