Confusion creeps into my intoxicated mind. How dare they manhandle me this way? No one, not even Adom, has permission to grab me like this. What have I gotten myself into now? A lump grows in my throat, making it hard to breathe. I want to break down and cry. Instead, I bite into the fleshy, salty arm nearest to my face. Hard.
A crooked nose prods my cheek like a hen’s pecking beak.
“Let me go,” I shout.
The hideous man backs away, startled, but the person behind me clutches tighter. I scream until my lungs completely deflate. Louder and louder I cry, begging for someone to come and save me. Sound bounces off the walls and floats into the midnight air. Surely no one can sleep with that ear-piercing shriek crawling in through the windows.
The man behind me lets out a sharp, visceral cur
