Abby, Transport Station Zenith
Abby, Transport Station ZenithMy head spun, the dizziness so total I didn’t dare move. I was lying on something cold and hard that felt like metal. I pressed my forehead down and took a few deep breaths, trying to make the floor beneath me stop moving.
This was like motion sickness on top of food poisoning when I already had the flu. Thank god my stomach was empty.
I didn’t know if I stayed there for one minute or ten, but eventually I noticed the same cold metal pressed to my thighs, my hip, my n*****s. I was naked.
Why the hell was I naked?
Shocked into movement, I opened my eyes and tried to push up off the floor. Everything dipped and spun, and I collapsed onto my side, panting, swallowing the gag reflex swelling in my throat. I didn’t have any idea
