“Damn, she’s nice piece of ass. It looks like we’ll get a little more than some cash and credit cards,” the second one laughed. The words felt...like an icy finger being dragged up Selene’s spine as she realized what they were about to do to her. “No… please…” she gasped with her throat burning. Her plea got her a hard smack to the cheek.“Unless you’re begging for my cock, you had better shut the fuck up…” the first growled as he drew a knife. “…If you know what’s good for you.” Looking through. --Buffy eventually got up and found Faith."So I had the weirdest dream last night," Buffy said as she walked in.Faith's jaw dropped. "You too? Was there a forest?" What?" Buffy was still a little drowsy."Were you running through a forest?" I guess so, it was too dark to tell. I think Angel was there, I waschasing him. Did yours have him or Spike in it?" Not really," Faith lied."What do you think it means? I know that Buffy had prophetic dreams onthe show." Maybe it's a warning, I don't. The empty bottles bothered me, but I wasn't going to talk to her about it. I've done my share of drinking and it would seem hypocritical of me to accuse her of being an alcoholic. I was also scared of starting a fight with her. She tended to 'hit below the belt' whenever we got into a fight. She would bring up things that she knew bothered me -- my not finishing school, the kind of job I had, all my insecurities, threatening to leave, anything to get a reaction -- and use them against me in. "Oh, nothing much," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "just another of the whores been beaten up - so what else is new?" Without breaking my stride, I ran to my room, grabbed my emergency bag and raced right out again passing a clearly uncaring Haga who'd already returned to thrusting eggs and bacon into his mouth while his eyes scanned a week old British newspaper.It didn't take me long to reach the girl's dormitory and Jasmine's room was easy to find as there was a clutch of girls.