Gil has arrived in Dead End.

I had recently moved from my parents home to my first on my in a city apartment, in a nice town called Harmony, and things in Harmony were fairly Harmonious, folks went about their daily suburban lives in a peaceful way that blended one week into another. I met an interesting gentleman on the way to pick up my paycheck. He offered me a fair chunk of change to be his tour guide, the amount of cash was obscene, and of course I accepted the job. Over the course of the day with a final stop at the pizza place where I was plied with a quantity of Beer, I was soon enamored of traveling to a nearby City to see someone about a lucrative job that had the chance of becoming a high paying career. Deckard Spade and I stopped at the infamous hot spot, The House of V, where we spent a couple of hours dancing and he plied me with a quantity of various alcohols, finally slipping some Rohypnol into my drink. Needless to say my 18 year old body went along with the drugs demands and I became his compliant and easily controlled passenger. He loaded me into the car and drove me to Dead End where he had home set away from downtown area. I took his orders and he soon had me upstairs in his upper level, where at his leisure he simply raped me, breaking in his new toy who was so wonderfully compliant. So easily controlled, so unable to fight back.