Lie

"A lie is the best way to get anywhere," you think to yourself, and quickly spin together a somewhat believable story.

"Oh, the other entrance. Yes, the girl at the door made an exception today and let me in. It was really nice of her."

The woman looks at you and doesn't make a face. Silently she stares at you for what feels like an eternity. Then she laughs.

"That is how it must have been." She takes the glass.

Whew... seems like you got away with it.

But before the glass touches her lips she pours the contents into your eyes and rams the glass into your face. You stumble back, half blind.

The young girl with the baseball bat comes at you from behind and hits you with full ****. She hits you in the side and you literally feel your ribs being smashed. You fall to the ground and blood flows uncontrollably from your nose and mouth. You can taste the bitter flavor on your tongue.

The music continues to play and the people only look down at you briefly and then turn back to dancing or to their conversation partners. No one tries to help you.

Slowly, the woman approaches you and then kneels down. She grabs you by the hair and pulls your head up.

"I don't know who you are, where you're from, or what you want, but my staff is absolutely loyal to me and wouldn't have just let you in. I'm going to let them check over there right now, and if anything should have happened to my employee, I'll make you eat broken shards and nails."

She drops you again and shortly after two people grab you and carry you out of the club. You are taken to a side street and thrown carelessly onto a pile of garbage bags.

You have no strength left to get up. You don't know what scares you more now. The fact that some bones are broken and you can't get up. Or that the pain is slowly fading and instead a spreading feeling of numbness and coldness is growing inside you.

You could ask the system for an evaluation and you would surely get a detailed answer but... do you really want that? It would tell you a whole bunch of bones that have been shattered inside you and only tell you what you already know.

So now you're lying there, between garbage bags and old food scraps, and you're completely helpless. When a man discovers you, you think you are saved. Wasn't that one of those shady characters who had been watching you before? You can't say for sure. The **** is still burning in your eyes and you can only see him blurred.

He waves to someone and shortly after three men are standing around you.

Desperately, you hold out your hand, hoping that someone will take it. Instead, they undress you. You want to resist, but you don't have the strength to do so. Then your eyes go black. "Fuck" is the last thing that goes through your mind before you lose consciousness.

End 1 out of ?

I think you can do better :)