METH'S GRIP: INTO THE ABYSS

It starts slow, a tease in your ear. This ain't junk, this is different. It's euphoria like you never imagined. But that feeling? That fleeting high? It's a trap, a siren song leading you to a desolation. Another fix pushes you into the void. Your body, it craves it, twisting your mind and breaking your soul. Love fades to dust Dreams die A ga