I walked for a good hour and a half. I only stopped because I got really dizzy as the drugs wore off. I had no idea where I was or what just happened.

Where was Gerard and Anya? Fun Ghoul and Jet Star, where were they? How bad did I fuck up? A pain in my hand brought me back to the real world.

I looked down aat my hand and it was covered in blood and split open in a few places. Who did I bash in? Why was I walking? Where was I?

Then I remembered what Victoria had done days earlier, and I got really mad at her. I was in mid punch pose when my hand started to burn again.

"Shit! This bitch is stinging like a mofo! I should get some help for this." I said to myself.

"No shit, Ashy." Said a voice from behind me.

I turned to face Kyler. But he didn't look like him, Kyler was bloody and battered and bruised and cut and all sorts of other injuries.

"What the fuck?" I said. "Your dead, Kyler."

"No! Really?" He laughed. "You're not the smartest are ya?"

I was siletnt.

"Oh come on, sis. Gee needs you, Anya needs you, and even Vicky needs you."

"Gee even my hallutionations are fucking telling me that people need me!" i groaned.

"Well if I am just a figment of your mind, you know what you need to do."

"I guess your right." But i turned around and kept walking.