Stoned.
What I can only see now is Rose.
My eyes shut. I force them open but they seem obdurate, then I give in.
I am being dragged by someone to a place. I don't know who this person is but I can smell a similar cologne.
I wake up to find myself, half-naked, in a spacious room with lamps at each corner. I jerk awake from the cosy bed, and stare at the walls. And the pictures.