There was two of them at the table but Sable pounced on me in seconds...next thing i knew she was grinding me on the dance floor,like i was a paying c...stomer at a gentlemans club.her ex had walked in the club with a girl i had relations with a few years ago but i will get on that story in another episode.so he's at the bar, shes grinding extra now that he's here and watching,my back is to him i'm by the dj,he loses it smashes a bottle on my back and chokes me out from the back,he was lightning. You'd've thought that the owner would've come an' apologised. Not a word!" Possibly the dog got out and was on its own." Mebbe but it'd've been covered in blood." What can you do about it?" Nothin' much. Dave took a photo and is puttin' up a notice showing it an' warnin' people to control their dogs an' sayin' as 'ow 'e 'as the roight to destroy dogs as worry sheep."Jenny served him another drink and conversation started up again. Several people commiserated with him.Two days later a letter. Bonnie caught something out of her eye— a folder that she had seen given out to many patients. Understanding Your Medical Condition, it said, with the St. Stanislaus logo on it. No doubt he had just come from one of the doctors offices, most of which were closer to the first of the two stops near the medical center.But it wasn't only the brochure she recognized. From the man's glum, distracted look, she knew the kind of news that had to be contained in the folder. It wasn't good. It usually. Following that, the anarchy and suffering the tagged along, you were lucky enough to survive thus far. Thinking about it, maybe you being a female had something to do with your luck. Women were a commodity now, one that many people seek to gain. Never willingly either. Women, now a valuable resource, often didn't have to fear the painful murders that other survivors did, but rather the suffering of being held captive, and used in nefarious ways.Not everyone was like that though, not everyone.