When it happens, it’s like the crack of thunder right in the back of your head. Your vision flashes with blinding light and everything becomes fuzzy. You stand there disoriented and say yes over and over. You do what she wants you to because you can’t do anything else. The tingling in your chest and spine deny you any recourse aside from the obvious. Instantly you know the cold truth of the matter, but it’s far too late at that point. The action has been pressed to commit and the damage is done. What follows is something between ecstasy and dementia. A flurry of flame and passion eating all sense and filling one with previously unknown strength and power. The drug has found its home and through your veins it gleefully dances. The confusion is everywhere, the fear finds its home deep within, and the end is held off with every weapon you can create with your mind.

Know what I mean?