You are at the club with your friends, drinking your 5th shot together, reaching past the tipsy level. You look around, sensing someone watching you. That’s when you see four men sitting at the V.I.P section staring right at you.

Feeling overwhelmed, you tell your friends before you stand up to go get some fresh air. That’s when you started to feel dizzy, reaching for the wall for support. Before everything goes black, and someone’s presence catches you.