Creature/amusement park???
There were less comfortable places to fall asleep, Jessica considered, thinking; subway tracks, the alley behind the liquor store, next to someone lactose intolerant after fondue night. The options didn't vastly improve her experience as she shifted to try to sit upright, groaning at the ache with every move then gasping with a sharp hiss, "Shit," as she tried to put her weight on some raggedly broken edge under her elbow. She fell onto her back and regretted it, but not as much as when she opened her eyes to see the goggle eyed, manic grin staring down at her. Instinctively, she kicked out with a feral growl, knocking the whole front end off of the carousel frog and sending it clattering over her head, leaving the pole and ass behind, the figure cavernously empty on the inside but at least it wasn't looking at her anymore. "What the fuck?"
Jessica finally got herself up on her hands, looking around at the rusting ride she had elected to rest her weary head in what must have been quite a bender, because this didn't really look like New York. Sure, it was all muggy and smelled like piss, but that ivy didn't look very familiar. Not that she was a goddamn botanist, and the light wasn't exactly primo. "You've got to be kidding me."