Chapter 105

Farren's Point of View

We dropped them off in a field somewhere. Or rather, scared them half out of their wits until they tumbled out of the car of their own free will.

Quintez had noted some half-eaten shrooms on their back seat when we had gotten in. The guy offered him a jacket to make himself more decent. He had taken it. Took the packet of shrooms as well, under the cover of the jacket. Showed it to me when the couple tried to make small talk.

But their words came out funnier than before. Made less and less sense the more they spoke.

Both humans were high off their minds. Which only made me wonder why they were driving around. If you were going to fuck with substances, at least do it safely. But they had broken the first rule of drug use and now we were going to steal their car because of it.

So, silent as the night, and after a prolonged period without the ropes, I shifted only my head. It was the most I could do. The only thing that I had in me to change. It was taxing and tryi