*bang bang*

In a dark ally, a knock was heard on a big metal door. A blonde haired woman stood on the outside. She wore a black gown that hugged her curves so tight that it was almost impossible to hold her breasts. To others passing by, she looked completely out of place there. With a closer look, however, between the sweats and marks on her arms, it was clear what she was waiting for.

After what seemed like hours, the door opened slightly and a pair of eyes peered out and looked the woman over. Then, the door opened wider for the woman to come inside. Once inside, the man that let her in shut the door and locked it. She was then brought from the hall to a room at its end.

In the room, the woman saw a couch with a coffee table by its edge. On the table, the woman seen a tray with a loaded syringe and a tube for her arm. Her hands started to shake at that point, but they stopped when she heard a voice behind her speak, "Don't be shy, it won't kill you."

She knew that voice. It was one she had heard a lot in the last year. She sat on the couch, wrapped her arm up and once she found a good vein, shot the entirety of the syringe into her system. Within a matter of moments, all her withdrawals had stop.

"Mmmm, this is the best shit you've ever had." The woman said as she slurred her words. She then started to take her gown off and layed there. "Will this be payment enough?" She asked as she felt her high completely hit. This was all routine for her.

Suddenly, something strange happened. Her vision started to blur as she looked up, but what she saw she knew wasn't from the shot. She had overdosed before, but this wasn't that. Her body became stiff and she couldn't move. She tried to call for help, but she couldn't get her words to come out and suddenly her vision went black.

When she finally came to, she could see she was in the same place, but she realized that she wasn't on the couch anymore. She was hogtied on the ground with a gag in her mouth. Before she could look around, she heard the same familiar voice speaking, "Junkies and whores make the perfect prey"