Blinking at the sound, Gregory Brown tried to get his eyes to focus only to remember he needed his glasses. His near-sightedness had only worsened with age until last week he’d broken down and bought corrective lenses. Damn, he felt old.Squinting he spotted his new silver frames on a wooden nightstand beside the bed. He plucked them off the table and he slid them on his nose in an automatic motion as he scanned the room.“Where the fuck am I?” Unfortunately, the improvement to his sight didn’t reveal any answers.The last thing he remembered was taking Janna’s dare and sitting on Santa’s lap at the strip mall down the street. Normally he’d ignore Janna but she’d promised him a thousand dollars if he had a picture taken with Santa for her photo album. Considering he couldn’t remember his last full meal and his water was in danger of being cut off, he’d taken it.The mall’s Santa setup had been surprisingly good. A white castle sparkled with fake icicles and the elves had done a phenomenal job with the makeup.
