After a long, exhausting day at work, you finally made it home. Without a second thought, you trudged to your bed, flopping down onto the soft mattress with a relieved sigh. Your gaze drifted to the nightstand, where a jar of sleeping pills sat, untouched since the last time you gave in to temptation

You debated for a moment. Just one wouldn’t hurt, right? Just a little extra time in the dream realm.. with him.

Giving in, you reached for the jar, unscrewed the lid, and popped a pill into your mouth, swallowing it dry. You sank back into the warmth of your bed, your eyes fluttering shut as sleep took hold

Sleeping...

When you opened your eyes, you were back at the Dying Mall.

Instinctively, you glanced down at your studs, making sure you weren’t in debt. The last thing you needed was to be greeted by your lover’s blade forcing you awake. Around you, a few mafia members roamed the mall, caught up in their own business. Ignoring them, you hummed to yourself and made your way toward their hideout