He's still at the parking lot.

I steered the car towards the parking lot. When the head lights turned towards the dark space we saw Fittie crawling through some bushes. I stopped the car and kept the lights on, blinding him. We both got out but Jaz was the first to start talking: "Are you looking for you knife, asshole?" I watched the scene as Fittie started to search the bushes frantically. „I'm talking to you, shithead!” Still no vocal response from him. „Did you know, you almost killed me? I'm thinking maybe I should press charges, or maybe you come with us now.” Now he stopped and looked at her. „No way. Jaz. That guy... You don't know what he is!” Instead of saying anything vocally I projected the evershifting Image of Nyarlathotep in his mind, trying to lay it over his vision so I would appear as the faceless black figure. I was nowhere near being strong enough to do anything to him like I did before. But he didn't know that. I bluffed posing as an image inspired by Nyarlathotep, the crawling chaos. I projected my words in the same evershifting, unhuman voice as before: «You will obey her command or you will suffer in ways yet unimaginable to your kind.» He froze in place, his eyes widened in horror as I let the projected image fade away. I was completely exhausted and needed to rest. Luckily Fittie was in no shape to put up any resistance. „Please, Jaz. Nooo.” Jaz looked at me wondering. Then she just said, „get in the trunk!” I looked at him with narrow eyes and he tried to keep a distance to me as he slowly and carefully went to the trunk of my car. „What are you going to do with me”, he stuttered, looking at Jaz and keeping a fearful eye on me. „Less talking, asshole” Jaz hissed at him. Reluctantly he climbed into the trunk. Jaz closed the lit and I took her aside. „Jaz, what are you doing?” We whispered. I wanted to have this cleared out before we got back in the car, because I feared he might overhear our conversation if we held it inside the car. „We drive to his place and get his weed. All of it. He'll get in trouble with his supplier if he can't pay up. Also I want to see if it worked, you know? Whatever it is, you did to him. I'm starting to believe you, well kind of. Have you seen him? Oh my god! I bet he shit himself. I have never seen that little fucker so freaked out.” „I think he sees me as some kind of inhuman monster” I replied. „I don't care. Trust me on this one. I know his place.” „Jaz, is this a good idea? What if he has weapons at home?” „He doesn't. Just some knives.” „You sure? I...” I was extra quiet now. „I'm not sure I can do that again right now.” „Never mind. Just trust me.”

So we got back inside the car and I followed Jaz' instructions up to Fitties place. He lived alone in a flat that was part of a complex. The whole structure was in good shape, just a little bit run-down. People here didn't care much for their neighbour's affairs which was probably one of the reasons he chose this place. We got out of the car, I checked to see if someone was watching. Nobody seemed to have noticed us... I opened the trunk and made a step to the side to evade potential attacks from our unwilling passenger, but he was compliant. „Get out. You're lucky: Jaz has decided to let you off the hook easily.” He looked at me with distrust. „We'll have a good time at your place. You're going to invite us and you will be a good host. Then, we'll see. Maybe you'll get to live your live.” I almost whispered the last part. Throwing **** threats at someone wasn't exactly part of my nature. He nodded and the three of us went upstairs to his place. He opened the door and let us in. He was still shivering.