Brad disappears into the kitchen for a few minutes and returns with two mugs of coffee.
He places one in front of you and sits down with his own.
You sip your coffee as you talk until you begin to feel odd, like you don't belong in your own body,
"I'm feeling a bit weird." You tell Brad, standing up. "I think we should discuss this another time."
Your legs begin to feel unsteady and you fall hard on the ground.
You respond the only way that seems suitable. You begin crying loudly.
"My poor baby." Brad comes to you and picks you and puts his arms around you.
"What did you do to her?" A woman comes out of another room, responding to your cries.
You recognise the woman as Kelly. You don't like her. You're not sure why though. It has something to do with her being in bed with Brad but when you think about it you can't figure out why that makes you dislike her.
"I just gave her the drug." Brad tells Kelly. "She got up just as she was starting to regress and fell over."
"Are you okay Rachel?" Kelly asks, reaching out to stroke your hair.
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