With morning brought more of the vile goo from my stomach. But with each heave more pain grew in my lower abdomen.

"Threat baby are you ok?" Party Poison asked me pulling my hair back.

"Uh, I dont know." More heaves.

"Ok we are going back to the station and getting you attention." He comanded.

Before I could respond I saw a black and white truck van type vehical and said. "Whats that?" My vision was getting blurrier with each second. I could see I was as pale as snow and just bone.

"Oh fuck!" Party Poison yelled. He was getting quieter with each breath I took, like some one was shoving cotton in my ears.

Then the van truck thing pulled to a stop, and before I knew it, I was in the back with Gerard fighting to get me back or go with me where ever it was we were ending up.