Change Over [Closed]

[ExperimentalAuthor]

*Time had been meaningless, but it was slowly coming back. The previous stretch had been a vast ocean of sedatives and jostling motion; dragged, carried, lifted, turned, the whole ordeal had been like a fevered dream. The last recollection was a stiff drink in an L.A. bar... now cold stainless steel burned her naked skin and rough leather held her to it. Hazy, the only impressions were the steel of the table beneath her and a presence, a black suited figure move just on the edges of her vision*

 

[MyInnerGirl]

Her head was pounding, as if a steel rod had been stuck through her skull. She could not see well, as her eyes had a film over them that continuously made things blurry each time she blinked. What had happened? She struggled to remember...