Rain is pouring down around me, drenching my hair and making it stick to my face. I look down and see it splashing against the asphalt covered in glittering glass. My heart sinks as my head snaps up and I take in my surroundings. The alleyway. I’m back in the alleyway. I spin around in a terrified rush, calming down when I see that I’m alone.
Then I hear the grunts of pain. I look back in the direction I was originally facing and see a male figure being held against the brick as a much taller, darker figure throws punch after punch to his face and gut, holding him up with his forearm pressed into his neck. I take a wary step forward, the glass crunching under my boots. I look down and see I‘m in the outfit I wore to the first party, but that’s not possible. I threw it away.