The Midnight Lotus

"STOP! We need to stop!" Piper yelled, her voice was a frantic shriek that made the hairs on my arms stand up.

"Again?" I asked, swerving the Porsche twice before I clumsily bad-parked it near the edge of the road, right in the middle of absolutely nowhere.

"I need to throw up," she gasped, practically falling out of the car and dropping to her knees in the dirt to heave her guts out.

We had been