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A white veil of drugs was still laying heavily on his senses as Sasa blinked slowly. A long time he had hesitated, had been fighting against the dizziness in his head before he could hide no longer in the slowly vanishing anesthesia. The coldness of the tiles underneath made him tremble. Or was it the aftermath of the drugs? Anyways, the musty smell and the stale taste on his tongue made him feeling sick.
Carefully he was trying to perceive something of his surroundings and tried to look around, but his head was spinning ways too much. Before the urge to vomit would become too strong, he closed his eyes again and concentrated on his remaining senses.
He noticed that he was laying on his side, his arms twisted in a painful position fixed on the back, cable ties carved deeply into his skin. It was cold, sticky, he felt miserable. Slowly also fragments of his memory came back again.
The party, the club... Jinx 'smile... drugs, alcohol, the blood on his fingers... the men's r