Adventures of the innocent : The Drug Den

Author : DragonRider

While the title might imply something scandalous... It was the imagination that ran wild. We were just suggesting a nice place to unwind... with some harmless smoke from a cuppa (get it?! that was the place! CUPPA! my puns get worse by the day) and someone's ('Hem 'hem) (over) imagination terrified them. I just put them in words - 

"She climbed down a set of dirty stairs in a dilapidated building... down to it's basement. And through the curtains of hazy foul smelling smoke that everyone down here seemed to breathe in, dim lights shone upon sweaty patrons, scantily clad women serving them vile mixtures of food and drink. In the far corner, a bunch of men and women bent over the tiny tables snorting in lines of white powder, while lost souls who looked right through her sat on the floor, lost in their drug induced haze of happiness.... The center of this room was dominated by a vast couch upon which sat the most humongous sheikh she has ever laid eyes on. He was rich - that much was obvious. He was surrounded by nubile slaves frantically fanning him, while he puffed smoke from the pipe in his hand. The tiny coffee table by his side held the abomination she had come here for... it bubbled and frothed with the very screams of hell. 

     "Come", he imperiously beckoned her, indicating a small seat by his side. Like a deer caught in the headlights and mind dazed by the smoke, she inched forward, each step making her loose control of her senses", thus imagined the poor innocent girl, trapped into coming there, by her {adventurous friends} 

*Sigh* .... If you - she whose imagination runs wild- is reading this, then I need compensation. Chocolaty compensation. :p

DragonRider