I fell asleep at a party and woke up to a bad situation

I went to a party with some friends. We had just gotten out of University and it was one of our first "hello we're in our 20s now, let's get drunk and party" things. I had never been much of a drinker (I'm Irish, I know, shame), but I figured since I was an adult and my friends were doing it, I should too. The party was at a friend's house, basically a bungalow with a few friends. Seven people in all. <br><br>The night was going well. It was a good time. I was on my third beer when I excused myself to sleep. I didn't feel drunk, but I was absolutely exhausted, and I knew that if I didn't go to sleep I was going to pass out in my friend's living room. So I went into the extra bedroom, shut the door, and laid down to sleep. The last thing I remembered, before I fell asleep, was my friend opening the bedroom door a few minutes after me and saying "are you okay? Sorry if you're sick, it was probably the beer!"<br><br>The next thing I remember was a light on and a voice saying "oh, she's awake now". <br><br>I looked around to see two people in my friend's bedroom. It was two of our friends. One guy, one girl. To call them friends is a misnomer, as they most certainly were not my friends and I did not know them well. <br><br>I looked around. I was disoriented and foggy. I realized a few things almost immediately. <br><br>One: I was no longer in my friend's house. I was in some unfamiliar place. <br><br>Two: I had no idea how I got there. <br><br>Three: I was sick. Very, very sick. <br><br>Four: I couldn't move. I couldn't lift my arms or wiggle my toes. I couldn't move at all. <br><br>Five: I had no idea how long I had been asleep, or how long ago the party had been. <br><br>Six: I was naked, except for my underwear. <br><br>Seven: I was in pain. I was in terrible, excruciating pain. I won't get into the details, but I was in pain in my organs. <br><br>I looked around to see two people in the room. It was two of our friends. The guy had a smug look on his face, but the girl looked terrified, almost as petrified as I was. When she saw me looking at her, she mouthed "I'm sorry. I told him not to, but he wouldn't listen. I didn't know he was going to hurt you this badly". <br><br>I tried to say "what did you people do to me?" but my voice was hoarse and I could barely talk. At this point, I was absolutely hysterical with fear. I was in a strange place, in excruciating pain, being held against my will, unable to move, and being surrounded by people I had trusted who were now my captors. I was not even able to comprehend the full extent of my situation. <br><br>The guy walked towards me. I opened my mouth to beg him not to hurt me, but he just leaned over and said "don't worry, you can't feel any pain. You can't even move". I then heard footsteps as he walked away, but lost sight of him because he went behind me and I couldn't turn my head to see him. The girl did not move at all. She was completely silent, just watching me. It was so quiet I could hear her breathing. <br><br>The guy came back into view a few moments later with a needle and some drugs. He rubbed some of the drug in my eyes, and immediately I could not see. I heard footsteps as he walked away. The girl made a noise, almost a whimper, and I heard a rustling sound. I then heard footsteps and the sound of a door closing. <br><br>I passed out again a few minutes later due to the drugs, but when I came to again, I was in my own bed. I had no idea, and still have no idea, how I got there. I was in terrible pain, and immediately knew that something was wrong with me. I called my mom, crying hysterically, and she came to get me. <br><br>It took an entire month of meetings with doctors and tests to figure out what had happened. I had overdosed on a drug called Rohypnol, also known as roofies, and had been sexually assaulted. I had contracted three different STIs from the assault. <br><br>The police were told, but they never caught anyone. I moved away from the town and cut all ties with the people there. I will never forget those people for as long as I live. <br><br>P. S. - The two people from the story are on the top of my "do not forget" list. I will never ever forget them for as long as I am alive.