<i>Impulsive, impetuous brat! </i>That was how her mother had described her. Always getting into trouble, always putting fingers where they didn't belong. Her teachers too, forever telling her not to meddle with things.<i>Curiosity Killed The Cat. </i>That was the saying they were forever quoting at her. She swiped at the whispey stuff as it ran up her arm. "Ahhhhh! Shit shit shit, what the fuck is this? Geddiddorfme!" One of the others tried to help but it just got her too, and then Jackie was doubled up in pain...<br/><br/>Then blackness.<i>Nuh-uh. I'm not dead, if I was dead I wouldn't be thinking. Dead is dead and there's no such thing as heaven, hell or purgatory...</i>So, hallucinating? Probably. She had enough experience psychedelic drugs to recognise a trip when she saw one, even if this was the worst<i>downer </i>trip she'd ever had.<i>Ugh. I knew there was a reason I got clean! </i>And there was that white whisp again dancing and changing shape, until it seemed to settle on what she could only describe as a salamander. A naked female form composed of flickering blue-white flame.<i>Oh yeah? Fine, works for me.... <br/>
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</div></i><br/>Suddenly she realised she wasn't breathing. Sensation returned and she managed to claw her way out of whatever she was trapped in. coughing and gasping and dry-heaving, having nothing in her stomach to bring up.<br/><br/>The one girl seems far too polite and apologises for throwing up. Jackie is too busy trying to control her dry heaves that are far more painful that actually vomiting. Between heaves the sound of water comes to her ears. "Ughhhhh! Da fuck? That weren't there before, I swear. Oh well..." She follows the brunette, and grins at the rather weird but clearly recognisable Japanese public bath. "Japan, huh?" She;s watched enough porn on the internet to recognise the room for what it is. Her clothing is soaked in the black stinky gloop and she strips off quickly and without bothering to hide herself, the chestnut curls between her legs revealing her actual hair colour, as she scrubs the gloop off, watching it flow away down the drain. Her Mohawk is looking a bit bedraggled and somewhat more pink than purple by the time she's done scrubbing at it.<br/><br/>The erotic, lewd and occult tattoos over much of her body remain unchanged even as shes crubs them, proving that they are in fact real.<br/><br/>Jackie is totally unconcerned with the mess on the floor, after all it's not her mess. She didn't want to be here, certainly didn't want to be cocooned in some repulsive black gloop, and it was only fair that whoever was orchestrating this got the job of cleaning up behind them.<br/><br/>The brunette spoke again. "Talkative aincha?" Jackie muttered, then replied "Jackie, an' I dunno shit 'bout any doc'ments. In fact I dunno nuffink 'bout anyfink, so ya best not ask me nuffink, kay?" Now she was clean again her paranoia had kicked in. This had to be some MI5 bust, and this whole hallucination crap just softening them up for interrogation. She dipped a toe into the middle of the three tubs, and grinned. Just right. She lowered herself into the water, sighing as the warmth seeps into tired and cold muscles. "Well. this is the best fuckin' bath I've had in a couple o' years, so fuck it! May as well enjoy while we can before the spooks come and beat the crap out of us."<br/><br/>She looks around but can't see any cameras. Doesn't mean they aren't there. "HEY, FUCKERS? YOU WATCHIN' THIS? WELL FUCK YOU!" She yells at the ceiling, lifting her lower belly out of the water, and using her left hand to spread her lower lips while her right pushes two fingers into her pussy, as a direct challenge to the unseen watchers.