Baudelaire Academy

Giving her a cautious smile I took the tube. It contained a silvery liquid that the escort indicated I should drink. When I swallowed it down it first had a bitter taste hit me hard and I whimpered slightly. Then it faded, replaced by a wonderful, golden joy that spread through my body. It was better then any of the times I had been drunk or high. I almost didn't hear it when the train called out our stop "Ashefault".