Before anyone can do anything...

The bright blue and red flashing lights that were approaching caused the old homeless man to gasp as he turned to the trio of naked women and yelled, "Run!"

Emily and Lauren shrieked as they bolted off in the opposite direction of the homeless man, leaving Willow alone. Though her vision was blurry, she could still see the lights coming, causing her to panic. Without thinking, the woman raced towards the only shelter that was available at the moment to hide in.

Another dumpster.

Climbing inside, Willow cringed in disgust as she felt herself wallowing in the smelly garbage for the second time in two days, closing the lid just enough to peek out. Fortunately, the squad car seemed to pass the dumpster, chasing after Emily and Lauren. Closing the lid, Willow closed her eyes and sighed in relief. She felt bad for the others, but right now, she needed to find a way to get clean, dressed, and get the money for the rent.

Again.

Unfortunately, Willow's eyes widened in horror as she heard an all too familiar sound and felt the dumpster raising into the air. "Not again..." She whimpered.

And for the second time in two days, Willow was thrown face first into a pile of garbage before being buried under another pile. This time, however, as she erupted from the pile (coated in garbage juice and grime, while a wet diaper hung from her hair as she spat a rotten apple out of her mouth) she noticed that the bed of the garbage truck wasn't even a quarter of halfway full.

The truck was just starting it's route!

Willow whimpered pathetically as she felt the truck drive off, ready to climb her way back up and jump out once the bed was full enough. She didn't want to end up at the dump again!

Unknown to the woman, however, this garbage truck's last stop was not going to be the dump. Once this specific truck was done with it's rounds, it was off to a garbage barge...