He takes a syringe

While you cry on the floor your **** doesn't waste any time and grabs a syringe from his backpack standing in the corner of the office. Then he grabs you by hair and inject something straight in your neck and darkness well few seconds later....

You come back to your senses and find yourself in a comfortable bed. You are still naked but covered with a warm blanket. Groaning from headache caused by the **** you look around to see almost an ordinary bedroom with a wardrobe, a glass table a big mirror and steel grates on the window.

You throw the blanket away and sit on the bed trying to remember what happened. Recent **** resurfaces in your memory and you shudder with disgust. Looks like Eddie moved you here and who knows what will he do next.

You stand up and go to the wardrobe hoping to find some kind of clothing. You find nothing but T-shirts as if someone decided to leave you nothing else. You grab the longest, black with no prints. It does a decent job covering your private parts as long as you don't raise your arms up or bend down.

"That's better" you say to yourself while looking in the mirror. "Now I need to find a way away from this mess" You look at your reflection and notice something strange. You are way to clean. You had no bath since the whole thing began but now you have no trace of dirt on your skin. Furthermore your hair is in a great shape. Someone washed it with a shampoo, dried and combed. Someone like Eddie wouldn't do this.