Return to Darkness (Cont.)

Leave:

After shaking off the disgust and disorientation, you stand straight and tuck the automatic in your waist band at the small of your back under your jacket. Walking out of the stall your eyes adjust to the dim fluorescent bulbs in the restroom. Taking a quick look around you locate the door and push through the gateway to be bathed in blinding sunlight burning your eyes. The pain in your head doubles. Shaking off the ache you take note of your surroundings, you are in a diner.