The next morning, Eliah woke up with a start. She was sweating profusely. She was shaking. She looked around. She was in her bedroom. Empty bottles were laying all over the floor. She was alone.


    "Oh God," she muttered. "Why did I drink so much last night?"


    She got up and stumbled into the bathroom. She splashed cold water on her face and cleaned herself up.


    She looked at the mirror. Her eyes were red and puffy. Her cheeks were swollen. She stared at herself for a moment.


    She was horrified.


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    She ran out of the bathroom and fell on the floor.


    "Help!" she screamed. "Someone help me!"


    No one came.


    "God, why?" she cried. "Why did you let me down?"


    She tried to stand up, but she couldn''t.


    "I hate you!" she yelled. "I fucking hate you!"


    She started sobbing uncontrollably. She tried to crawl toward the door, but she couldn''t move. She kept screaming, begging someone to come to her rescue.


    "Please, somebody help me!" she begged. "Come save me!"


    But no one heard her. No one came.


    After a while, her cries turned into moans.


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