Blue Lynx in... The War on Drugs (Part One)
Chapter One October 23rd. 11:34 PM. First, there was nothing. And then, there were small sounds. Crickets chirping. The wind rustling through the trees. Her eyelids began to open. She could feel cool air on her face and legs. She could feel pain. In her body. In her head. And especially in her wrists. She could feel, too, a profound sense of weightlessness. Her vision was blurry, but she could begin to make out shapes. The dark corners of a medium sized room. A small white table with a few scattered objects. In front of her, two large doors. Barn doors. All illuminated by a single small light source coming from somewhere around her head. She saw light, moonlight, coming in through a small window on her left. She tried to breathe in, but her airflow was interrupted. Something had been placed over her lips. Something sticky. She could feel it on her mouth and on her cheeks. Through her nose, she could smell... The night. And manure. And di