So here you are, sitting on the polished marble floor of some fancy mansion's foyer as the morning sun starts pooring through the windows, stark naked, with a splitting headache, surrounded by strewn clothes, empty goblets, naked couples with all sorts of weird tattoos and piercings, and what you'd swear look like a few 3 foot long neon glowing slugs crawling towards empty flesh colored bodysuits with wigs attached. Normally that's the sort of thing that'd send you screaming from the room, but the way you're head is throbbing and swimming leaves you too out of it to muster that kind of response, and suggests the possibility that you're coming down off a hell of a drug trip. So rather than scream and run, you sit there, rubbing your temples, trying to remember what happened last night.
It starts coming back to you, starting with that weird store...
***
It was a friday night. Power had been out since that big storm, so you wandered downtown looking for something to do, and wandered into this weird antique shop. It was mostly all rings and amulets and costumes, a couple weird board games... but before you really had a chance to check things out, you heard a woman behind you.
"Everything here is cursed, you know."
That was a weird thing for someone to say, but you were getting a weird vibe out of the place, and she was definitely the most interesting thing in the store. Curvy. Tall. Maybe even taller than you, and everything about her was red. Red hair, red nails, red lipstick, a red dress so tight it didn't look like she should be able to walk, and red eyes, too. You didn't see that too often. So you ignored all the musty old garbage to focus on her. She was there to pass out fliers to a party, which struck you as a much better way to spend the night, so it was back to her place. Some big ol' mansion up in the hills outside of town.
***
Right, so that was how you got here. You're definitely going to need a ride home, but when you try to stand up and look for one you start wobbling pretty bad, so maybe you should rest a bit longer. It also strikes you that you should really get dressed but glancing around, you don't see your clothes, and frankly you're really distracted by the slug things. A bright orange one slithers right up by you, which certainly wakes you up a bit more. You can't help but ask "What did I do last night?" and your voice sounds really off.
***
The woman who brought you here talked a lot in the car, but none of it made a lot of sense. Whole bunch of weird D&D pagan talk and you didn't even get her name, but there was something about a gathering of sorcerers and witches and such every week, which sounded a bit off to you, but there was also some stuff about a mansion and an open bar. That was definitely ringing a bell. When you showed up it was all gorgeous women in these super revealing gowns with the occassional weird guy with like a metal headband and ren fair clothes, but wow that bar had some high end drinks, people were passing joints and mushrooms out like it was halloween, and nobody had any inhibitions at all... right, that's where your clothes went... somewhere between the jacuzzi and the chocolate fountain... really not how you usually party, but between the general vibe and the drinks and the drugs, you were pretty well going 'when in Rome...'
***
Your temples are still throbbing while you try to stand up again, slipping and endi up on your back as you try to remember where the jacuzzi was. Some older woman, maybe pushing 50 but dressed like an 18 year old on spring break with this crazy pink and purple hair takes pity on you. "First time at one of these right? These'll help get you on your feet." She hands you a couple weird white tablets which you go ahead and swallow. The headache starts going away immediately but you're still seeing glowing slugs everywhere. Two seem to be wrapping around each other like a candy cane while a third is nudging its way into the mouth of one of those weird skin suits. As your hangover fades those things are all the freakier. Where'd they come in?
***
Booze, drugs, sex, those all definitely came in that order... and with a lot of variety all around. Lot of weird kinky stuff, lot of talk about pure souls and total abandon... then... there was some strip poker thing? You thought you were out and someone said you could totally go another round...
***
As the slug crawls into the skin suit, it sort of inflates in this weird way, and suddenly you're looking at some naked dude with a goatee and this crazy pentagram tattoo across his chest crawling towards the bathroom. You shout some random string of profanity that gets a lot of laughter and suddenly you realize what's up with the slugs.
***
Sometime, must have been like 3 AM, you lost that game, and someone started chanting at you and playing some weird finger game with your hands, and you got all lightheaded, like you were leaving your body and just... floating around. You didn't ever really do hallucinogens but that had to be what this was. You couldn't see or here anything, you were just kinda... formless for a while, rubbing up against other formless people in this way that was honestly super hot and hard to describe that you'd definitely be up for again... was that what the slug things were? Like, free souls floating around in some weird orgy? Apparently.
***
You finally feel well enough to stand up and stagger towards the bathroom, but your balance is still off enough that you need to lean on a wall, and you almost trip over one of those slugs. Someone pats you on the shoulder and says "It was damn fun breaking you in... feel free to come by again next week!" You aren't sure you'll be rested up enough by then but it was fun, if weird.
Once you reach the bathroom though, you're a bit shocked at what you see in the mirror, because it sure as hell isn't yourself staring back.