Steam Chapter 2 Merica and I crashed through the door like two drunken girls who'd been at a party all night. Well, we were, I suppose. I couldn't think straight, I had inhaled too much alcohol. They let it into the room, like a gas, getting us all as high as the tip of the eiffel tower! It's great. We fell on the floor, laughing hysterically. - "And then when that gross guy tried to pick you up?!" - "Oh my god. I was gonna retch!" - "He would have cleaned it up!" - "Excuse me for a second, I've got to go to the washroom. I got up shakily, leaning on the wall for support, and slowly shut the door behind me. I looked at my disheveled dark hair and pale, clammy complexion. Yup. I'd been at a party all night, that's for sure. I sighed. I was going to feel this in the morning. Merica knocked on the the door. "You done yet? I'm gonna hurl." She slurred. I quickly opened the door and ushered her in. ............ The man hovering in the air pointed with a wrinkly finger. "Kneel, child." I knelt, and blinked vigorously as tears threatened to spill. "There, there." He said, his tone softening slightly. "Just think of a better place." He floated over to me and placed a hand on my small head. And I thought. I thought of a place without worries, without parents or grown ups. Where I could do whatever I wanted. He took his hand off my head, snapping me back to the present. "If this is truly what you want, then I will grant it to you. He sighed, and the world went fuzzy around the edges.