She was in a depressed mood these past few days due to this; hence, she had been frequenting nightclubs recently.
Just as her friend helped her walk to the entrance, a wave of nausea suddenly overcame her. Immediately pushing her friend away, she staggered to an alley and vomited against the wall.
Her male friend frowned. Accompanying this willful missy out for a drink was indeed a chore.
He went to the road junction to hail a cab, but she failed to show up even after he had waited long.
Feeling strange about it, he returned to the alley. The scent of vomit greeted him instantly.
He covered his mouth and nose at once. Using his phone's torchlight, he found a puddle of vomit on the ground and a bag next to it.
He picked up the bag, which belonged to her. The person was nowhere to be seen, though.
Where did she go?
After looking around yet being unable to locate her, he felt anxious.
…
A black sedan sped along the road.
