Ivy did not move for many minutes. For those minutes she was pretty sure she was just on a trip. The longer she sat in the corner on the cold floor, the more she started to wonder if it was in fact a trip. She had stopped sobbing, and moved her tongue to click her barbell against her teeth. She often did that out of nervous habit. When no noise comes from her teeth, she stopped. Swirling her tongue around her mouth she realized the barbell was gone.<br/><br/>Ivy quickly put her hand to her face. Her piercings were gone. Looking down over her body she realized all of her piercings were gone, including her most private one. More and more she was thinking this was not a trip after all.<em>Some sort of hospital? Mental maybe? Has to be a trip…the bugs….maybe they were hallucinations, and the doctor guy was real. </em><br/><br/>Her body shaking from the cold and the fear, she moved onto her knees and crawled over to the blanket. She picked it up and wrapped it around her shoulders, keeping her eyes on the wall where she was sure the door had been. Once the blanket was around her, she grabbed the edge of the table and tried to pull herself to a standing position.<br/><br/><br/>