Scumville- Part 6

Macabre Monday/Fiction/Horror

It was the sour stench of sick that finally brought Trent awake, mixed with a slick, nasty oiliness all over his skin. He blinked his eyes open slowly, groaning as he sat up. His mouth tasted like a bad blend of sour mash, potato cakes and stale cigarettes. He armed sweat from his forehead, then tried to stand up. It was hard going, his body trying to s…