Rude Awakening (Patreon)

Rudy shouldn’t have got drunk at the bar, last night. Especially in an unknown bar in an unknown town. But when you’re unemployed, drifting from state to state, sleeping in your car, you need a little comfort now and then. Like, Southern Comfort. So Rudy had drunk himself into a stupor. How long ago was that? He had no idea. When he had finally woken up, he had started to notice that he couldn’t move, couldn’t open his mouth. And where was he? All of a sudden, he was wide awake. What the f–k was going on?