I leave. I walk out of the bar to my car parked out back by the dumpster. My car door is open. A bunch of high school kids run up saying that a girl was raped in my front seat. There are muddy footprints. They put the car in nuetral and start pushing it out of the parking space. They put a girl in the front seat and demand that I take to her to the hospital. And I know I'm being framed.
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