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That is, until I heard my voice shouted nearby. “Oh my god! Liz!” I heard Tiffany cry out.
I opened my heavy eyelids and was presented with a view of a lovely alley. Gone was the bedroom scene, and my lover, but back were my clothes, albeit a little ruffled as though I had slept in them, and a little stained because of the damp alley. There was a thin layer of snow over me. Tiffany stood in the mouth of the alley, and in a moment my friend’s shadow fell over me. She knelt by my side and looked me over.
“Are you hurt? What happened?” she asked me.
I shook my head, but that only made me dizzy. The light-headed feeling hadn’t quite worn off yet. “I-I don’t know. I thought I saw that guy and I followed him into the store, and then-” My mind remembered the details of the encount
