OR KILL ME!! - Principia Discordia

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Millions of Screaming Yahoos #16
A burned out abandoned warehouse, at 3AM. Rats scuttle
around, and the moans of sleeping meth-heads lend an eerie
atmosphere.
We're here to find Cathy, Seth's sister, who ran off in a snit
with some low "friends", and we've been coming the rave spots
for hours. Raves are sordid, filthy affairs, in which the
participants are only able to ignore their squalid surroundings
by imbibing huge quantities of Meth amphetamine, or - more
rarely, these days - hallucinagenics.
Seth is beside himself, with anger, worry, and disgust. Disgust
at the filth we are walking through, disgust with his sister's
behavior, and - unfairly, I think - disgust with himself, for not
keeping an eye on her, after the previous night's episode.
Our dusters are covered in grime, and we are in a foul mood.
Heaven help the Meth freak that gets in our way.
We kicked the boards off the door on the South side of the
building, and escaped the indescribably nasty interior of yet
another rave building. Once again, we had come up empty. We
walked around to Seth's Jeep, and got in. We lit up smokes, and
sat for a moment, to rest.
Seth offered me a pull of whiskey, but I declined, saying that it
was bad for the reflexes.
He looked at me in a funny way, and said, "Dude, sometimes
you creep me the fuck out, but I'm glad you have my back
tonight. Those places give me the heebee jeebees. I always
think someone's sneaking up behind me."
or kill me