“No,” Domino protested. That was the opening Voice Two needed as he tilted the bottle and the liquid poured out. Domino choked and swallowed reflexively. “Stop!” she cried as the bottle was pulled away.
Maybe it was because she had not had the stuff in her system a while, but the drug hit harder and faster than ever before. The net above her shimmered and wavered dreamily. “Stop…” Domino said again, but this time she meant the net. It was disconcerting to see so much happen all at once. Too much, too fast. Boat. Boat boat boat. Didn’t that have something to do with water?
Water… She could do with some water. She was thirsty. But wait, that net looked kind of pretty once you got used to the billions of rectangular patterns it made as it moved. Maybe that was her boat. Or the water.
“Watch yer ceiling,” said Voice Two pleasingly. “It’s pretty than ever, ennit.”
“Yes,” Domino said, grinning. “I like this ceiling, Voice Two. I like it a lot.”