Frank and you are close, you usually come over to his place to score. His place is also a good place to go if you don't want anybody bothering you. He supplies you, giving you a discount since your a loyal customer.

You're sitting on his couch, shooting up. You nod out, but this time it feels different. Your heart begins racing instead of slowing down. You feel your body start to shake and convulse, feeling the bile burning in your throat. Someone is yelling your name, but it's muffled and distant.