Carrie was slowly coming to. Her head hurt, her throat was dry, and she was feeling numb all over. [b][i]"Oh god, this is not a good feeling for a night at the club..."[/i][/b] Speaking of night, Carrie wondered what time it was, and what had happened. Everything was a blur, like a dream. A bad dream. She remembered going to the club, a rave, and then... Then there was a fight. Blood everywhere. It kinda made her hunger. Carrie got up and rubbed her eyes before realizing she was inside someone's car. [b]"Am I being Kidd-napped?"[/b] Considering that she was Carrie Kidd who seemed to have just awoken from a nap, she concluded that yes, she has been kidnapped. However her possible kidnapper was also sitting just across from her. Surprised at the turn of events, Carrie took out her knife, pointing it at the man.

[b]"Who are you and what did you do to me!?"[/b] This person in front of her was some sort of tall, dark, and handsome motherfucker (Likely literal) who may or may not also be a a drug-addicted vampire (More likely than she realizes) if he kidnapped her for some dark and nefarious purpose. Seeing that she wasn't bleeding out or getting itchy, Carrie could guess that this person didn't have any guns or exposed bullets around, and in such confined quarters she was confident she could take on this unknown person, though getting out of here was also top priority.

And grabbing a taco. Carrie was [i]really[/i] hungry right now.