I woke up inside the police car I was escorted into this morning while I was still in the haze of sleep.
Well, this is great. Juuuussst great. I'm crammed into the back of a police car, being taken in for drug screening, and even after I'm clear, I'm sure that they're gonna ship me off to another mental hospital of some sort.
I gotta get out soon.
Looks like we're getting on the freeway. What I don't get is why they didn't have any drug testing equipment on-hand. That would've been reeeeaaaal handy right around now.
Come to think of it, why isn't the officer wearing any sort of uniform? He had one on earlier, before he stopped for some coffee...
Waaaaaaaiiiiit...
Why does his face look different?!
Neural link severed. Likely reason: Blunt force trauma.