I woke up the next morning, it took a while for everything that happened to come back to me. I was drugged and possibly kidnapped.
Taking in my surroundings I was in my room, so I was not kidnapped, maybe I was hallucinating from all the shots.
I looked over to the other side and my roommate was nor there, I wonder if I scared her yesterday, she was acting weird in sense.
The door opened and two people walked in along with Marcel and my roommate. What did I do yesterday.
“Hey you’re awake, how are you feeling, do you remember anything at all from last night” Marcel took the initiative asking me about last night.
“ depends, I brushed the kidnapping as my imagination, but I guess you’re going to tell me that it happened” just as I said that they all visibly flinched.
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