I was about to be mauled by a horde who somehow managed to surround me while I stood there for hours taking drugs and then letting them wear off. I fixed the bug evilexecutive posted in the garage. Or at least I think I did. I’m a lot more confident about this attempt than the last one.
I took all the adrenaline until I was on the verge of a heart attack, more meth than was seen in breaking bad and enough cocaine to kill an english rock star. If you could see my characters eyes they would be open so wide you’d be able to see inside the socket.