Part 5. Video Tapes and Internet Chat Rooms
When we gae intae the warehouse, its jist what ah had expected, boxes, crates the usual shit thit they dump in here. The thing is, neither o' them are carrying anything sae where's this camera? By this time paranoia was getting tae aw o' us, no' one person n this room looked like they cud trust each other, thair was a knock on the door which sent ma soul half way across the room n then back again. Steadler the cunt tries tae act all hero n gets his gun oot, he leaves me n Kim jist standing thair like scarecrows, ah look a Kim n she looks a me, its about this time thit ah start tae git my first feeling thit mibbe this wasnae such a good idea, mibbe ah should av stayed in Scotland, mibbe ah should huv jist no' looked for the phone number, mibbe ah should huv told the bitch tae fuck off... mibbe thairs nae such thing as the greatest high? Steadler comes back wit someone else now but they don't introduce me, Kim jist tells me tae gae intae the next room n sit on the box facin the glass, were the camera will be behind n where the guy who'll be givin me this high will also be. Ah walk intae the room n like she says thair's a box facin the glass, ah look around n try tae see the other fella who's givin me the high but thair's nae one here, aw o' sudden sum meaty bastard comes oot o' the shadows, he's a big bastard as well, ah don't see any marks on his arms sae ah guess he isn't a junkie like me, he jist stands thair staring at me, ah'm gitting a bit nervous at this, ah feel like ah'm a stripper aw something here tae entertain him while he jerks off, sae ah try n engage n conversation n shit - Ah really hope yer on the level friend, the longest greatest high ah cun imagine n no polis tae deal wit right? Tae good tae be true. He says nothing, jist comes up tae me n stands behind us like say, he might no' be intae needles but he might be intae something else, the fucking buftie boy! Ah feel like ah want burst his mooth open but then it wud jist be a waste o' time n money, ma money. Kim's voice comes ower some speakers n he asks me "why ah'd want this" this calmes me doon a tad - Ah don't know ah jist take the good times as they come, S aw good as long as ah cin git high, but paranoia hud hit so bad ah hud tae ask - err by the way why are ye taping this? Nothing, nobody answered, thair was complete n utter silence, oh shit!
When we gae intae the warehouse, its jist what ah had expected, boxes, crates the usual shit thit they dump in here. The thing is, neither o' them are carrying anything sae where's this camera? By this time paranoia was getting tae aw o' us, no' one person n this room looked like they cud trust each other, thair was a knock on the door which sent ma soul half way across the room n then back again. Steadler the cunt tries tae act all hero n gets his gun oot, he leaves me n Kim jist standing thair like scarecrows, ah look a Kim n she looks a me, its about this time thit ah start tae git my first feeling thit mibbe this wasnae such a good idea, mibbe ah should av stayed in Scotland, mibbe ah should huv jist no' looked for the phone number, mibbe ah should huv told the bitch tae fuck off... mibbe thairs nae such thing as the greatest high? Steadler comes back wit someone else now but they don't introduce me, Kim jist tells me tae gae intae the next room n sit on the box facin the glass, were the camera will be behind n where the guy who'll be givin me this high will also be. Ah walk intae the room n like she says thair's a box facin the glass, ah look around n try tae see the other fella who's givin me the high but thair's nae one here, aw o' sudden sum meaty bastard comes oot o' the shadows, he's a big bastard as well, ah don't see any marks on his arms sae ah guess he isn't a junkie like me, he jist stands thair staring at me, ah'm gitting a bit nervous at this, ah feel like ah'm a stripper aw something here tae entertain him while he jerks off, sae ah try n engage n conversation n shit - Ah really hope yer on the level friend, the longest greatest high ah cun imagine n no polis tae deal wit right? Tae good tae be true. He says nothing, jist comes up tae me n stands behind us like say, he might no' be intae needles but he might be intae something else, the fucking buftie boy! Ah feel like ah want burst his mooth open but then it wud jist be a waste o' time n money, ma money. Kim's voice comes ower some speakers n he asks me "why ah'd want this" this calmes me doon a tad - Ah don't know ah jist take the good times as they come, S aw good as long as ah cin git high, but paranoia hud hit so bad ah hud tae ask - err by the way why are ye taping this? Nothing, nobody answered, thair was complete n utter silence, oh shit!