The next morning...

The next morning...

Misty awoke with a groan. She blinked in discomfort, her head pounding. Slowly she rose. To her surprise she was laying on the playa. What had happened? Where was she?

Misty dug back through her memory. She'd had that pill with those hippies... then some images... more drinking... another pill... dancing... did she make out with someone? Groaning She rose, stumbling to her feet. She looked around. She was far from the tents where she'd been last night. Where was she? Where were her friends and the RV? She had no idea.

A slight desert breeze blew over her in the morning light, causing Misty to shiver. It was cold! She crossed her arms to warm herself... and felt bare skin. Confused, she looked down...

She was naked! Like, fully nude! No shirt, no shorts, no bra, no panties! Nothing! Okay, not exactly nothing. She still had her thick leather belt on for some reason, and her strapped punk rock sandals.. but that was all! Every other inch of skin was exposed. She was naked in the middle of the desert, surrounded by tens of thousands of people and no idea where she was!