a man is standing , leaning against a dark wall , submerged in shadows . my arms screamed in agony and i could feel the cuffs of my chains working slowly into the skin of my wrists . i have the taxi driver pull over on the corner . she might have let him top her in the bedroom , but there was no way she 'd let him top her in life . we were too much the same . but okay , time to get going . i peaked around the corner to see if shaggy had fallen asleep in the chair . 