The Woods Past the Carnival
You quickly slap down five dollars, and fill up a plastic cup with foamy yellow liquid. You gulp the entire thing down, your thirstiness overpowering you. Your head spins, and feels dizzy.
"Honeypie, I just put in a little sedative. You know, to make you all sleepy, dear. Don't worry, the pain will only last a few seconds."
You wonder what pain she's talking about as suddenly your mind feels like it's ablaze. You lie there, your life draining with every breath.
"This isn't sedative!" You gasp.
"It isn't, sweetie. It's a pill. Something draining your life. I have the antidote."
"Honeypie, I just put in a little sedative. You know, to make you all sleepy, dear. Don't worry, the pain will only last a few seconds."
You wonder what pain she's talking about as suddenly your mind feels like it's ablaze. You lie there, your life draining with every breath.
"This isn't sedative!" You gasp.
"It isn't, sweetie. It's a pill. Something draining your life. I have the antidote."