Sabi na niya, eh, may mali talaga. “Ano ba ang pinag-ugatan niyan? Ang gamot ba na in-inject sa iyo? Ang alak na ininom mo?” sunud-sunod niyang tanong sa lalaki.
Mahina at mabagal itong umiling, parang hirap na hirap itong huminga nang maluwag. Panay hugot ito ng hangin. “No… it’s something else. The woman at the bar… she must have slipped something into my drink. I know that this feeling is not caused by the medication for my stomach spasms or the amount of alcohol I consumed. It has to be a club drug, with a delayed effect,” salaysay nito.
Kumunot ang noo niya. “Bakit mo alam? Nakainom ka na ba niyan noon? Iyang sinasabi mong club drug?”
“No, I already knew about it from books, but I did more research on it after, um, Elara attempted to drug me,” paungol nitong sabi, nag-iigtingan ang
