I slow as I hear voices floating towards me. I glance up and realise that they are coming from Carney's Lane, a small alley behind some of the pubs and where most normal people avoid. Especially at this hour. What are people doing in there right now then?
I glance down the little roofed passage between streets and notice that there is a group of men standing in a loose circle all laughing and smoking something. Damn, my mother is probably going to be out looking for her dealers very soon if these guys got new loot.
My mother's dealers only come by once every other month for a few days from one of the larger cities around here, selling their stash to the punks they got hooked on it. I cringe at the thought and realise my mother is home alone right now! Only god knows wha
