R.J. awoke in an alley.
He had been drinking last night. Which was unusual, Because R.J. doesn't drink. It was someone's birthday? Adam's.
His head was ringing. His vision was tunneling. God, a Migraine, and he smelt awful. This was going to be fun. His hand went to pocket. Thank god. His wallet was fine. He had his money. And He had his Maxalt. He popped the little pill, and put it's container back into his pocket. His friends made fun of him. His migraine medicine looked like it came in a birth-control container.
As long as it kept him from being pregnant with headaches, he could stand the verbal abuse.
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Soon enough the headache began to clear, but there was still a ringing in his head. It was new to him. Just what I need,another kind of headache.
He heard voices from in front of the Alley. He dusted himself off, and made his way forward. He smelled of stagnant water and gin. Great, I probably smell like a bum.
It was then that he realized he wasn't in Springfield any more. The Towering skylines reminded him of New York, but then he saw the Pyramid Tower, the Starbase Coffee Shop, and with a sickening feeling knew that someone was playing some kind of elaborate prank on him. Drew maybe? Nick?
Freedom City wasn't real. And what was that ringing in the back of his head?
"Hello" He called out to the two girls and the guy that was with them.
"I seem to be lost" he checked his cell phone, only to discover that it wasn't getting service. "And my phone isn't working."
"Please, I'm not insane, but I don't think I'm supposed to be here. I was in Springfield Missouri last night, and Now I don't know where I am."