You’ve been at a party all night. You’re wasted. You leave the party alone, drunkenly walking and relaxing in the cold night air. You feel terrible, what you don’t know is someone spiked your drink. You sit down on the curb, you don’t know who to call. You feel like you need someone though. The phone rings before Silas picks up.

“What?” The deep voice over the phone asks, unamused.