Imagename: Lilith: The Start of a Curious Day
Drugs and sex! Lilith loved them both, and her birthday had been a nonstop rocket ship of diacetylnanomorphinite cocktails--the equivalent of injecting heroin into your eyeballs with a tiny robot cleanup crew that ensured you woke up not exactly fresh but at least you always woke up. The sex--well, she had a vague recollection of a few rough and eager faces. Just the sort she liked.
That night she thrashed about in a fever dream trapped in a strange observation capsule and watched by gargantuan aliens as she tumbled through a maze of tunnels. In the morning, she groaned herself awake, flung her pillow to the foot of the bed in protest of the morning sun, and groggily slipped a foot down onto the floor. With her eyes still closed and bleary, she stood and stretched feeling the cool morning air on her bare skin.
It was at that moment she felt the "alien" eyes on her again and caught a whiff of an unexpected scent: the sugary sweet aroma of a Chomallow Bar. Lilith relaxed holding her stretched pose savoring the bliss of ignorance before she opened her eyes and had to deal with whatever absurdity awaited her.
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