No, it finds you

You quickly make your way through the back alleys making quick progress towards the shipyards, where you could at least hide amongst the crowd while you searched for a ship to stowaway on. Maybe you’d even luck out and found one of those automated passenger freighters, with their almost comically bad security.

You turn a corner, and bring yourself to a stop when you see a couple of men blocking your path. They definitely weren’t dressed like mechanics, and just looking at them gave you a bad feeling. Something about their dark padded clothing and the unnerving smile on their faces on seeing you make you feel very uneasy.

“Mmmmmm well aren’t you a cute one,” One of the men says with a menacing grin on his face.

You slowly begin to back up the way you came, begining to wish you hadn’t chosen the narrower alleys.

“So you some kind of escort of something?” The second man asks. You weigh up your options, and decide to go along with the second man’s assumption. Perhaps you could get away from here with just a quick blowjob or two if you were lucky.

“Sure thing, but I’m running a little late for an appointment,” You offer with a nervous smile.

“Oh I’m sure you can be a little late, I’m sure you’d be worth the wait,” The first man replies. The both of them still advancing towards you.

“Well maybe I could give you both a quick sample, and you could book a full session,” You offer with a smile.

“Don’t forget our buddy Eddy,” The first man replies with a wolflike grin on his face. A hand slowly moving up and pointing behind you.

You turn to say a third man, who must have been unbelievably quiet to have snuck up on you. You barely have the time to make out the featured on his face as he jabs something to your neck. A sharp stinging sensation followed by the telltale hiss of an injector, and then the whole world began to go blurry.

“Damn I wish we had time to have fun with this one,” A distorted voice says, one of the three men, but in your state you had no way of knowing which.

“We’ll find you another whore, a much higher class one once we hand this one over,” A different distorted voice replies. The contents of the injector vial making your entire world spin and leave you incredibly disoriented. You stumble and drop to the floor as you loose sense of your balance.

“Still she’s kinda cute for a low rent, maybe we’ll get a bonus,” are the last words you hear before your vision goes black and you pass out. Your would be captors pick up your limp body and carry you off to some awful fate.