(由 Google 翻译)关于阿拉巴马州奥本市Skybar咖啡馆的严重警告
致:家长、学生及社区成员
位于奥本市木兰大道的Skybar咖啡馆在奥本大学的学生中广为人知。它常被认为是周末聚会的场所——人气旺盛、熙熙攘攘、活力四射。
但现在是时候认真谈谈那里发生的事情了。
如果你是奥本大学的学生,你可能听说过一些关于Skybar的令人担忧的故事:一位合伙人是登记在册的性侵犯者,他的兄弟兼合伙人据称在为他打掩护,还有人被下药、性侵等等。也许你和我一样,曾想过:这种事永远不会发生在我身上。我很谨慎,也很聪明。
但我要告诉你——任何人都有可能遇到这种事。
我于2022年8月搬到奥本,不久后就开始光顾Skybar。和许多人一样,我在那里感到很自在。工作人员都认识我,我从不独自一人去,而且我总能看到熟悉的面孔。我真心相信自己安全了。
然后到了7月12日,星期五。
我和朋友们出去跳舞、喝酒,享受着夜晚。和朋友喝了一杯后,我快速去了趟洗手间,然后在酒吧点了一杯朗姆潘趣酒。那是我对那晚最后的记忆。
后来,我被发现昏迷在一个卡座里。
一个朋友带我去了他家,以为我喝多了。但不久之后,我开始反复癫痫发作。他拨打了911。我被救护车送往急诊室,之后每隔30秒癫痫发作一次,持续了好几个小时。
我的血液被抽了出来。
检测结果显示我被下了药——而且不仅仅是那种典型的“约会强奸”药物。我被注射了可卡因。
让我澄清一下:我从未吸食过可卡因,也不是自愿服用的。
可卡因与酒精混合后,我的血液酒精含量飙升至0.20%以上。这次互动引发了我持续不断的癫痫发作。我差点儿心脏骤停,差点儿中风,差点儿没命。
感谢上帝,我活了下来,并在当天晚些时候和父母一起回家了。
我联系了一位老板。他之前声称Skybar酒吧本应是一个“女性安全”的环境。他向我保证酒吧里(不包括洗手间)都装了摄像头,我相信了他。
我请他看一下录像。他告诉我“没有什么邪恶的事情”,而且我在镜头里“消失”了18分钟——尽管我并没有离开酒吧。
几周后,我得知自己被禁止进入Skybar酒吧。我没有得到任何解释。
朋友们开始询问。这时,真相才浮出水面:
多名员工证实,在我被下药的那天晚上,一个不知名的男人在我昏迷不醒的时候,把手伸进了我的裙子和短裤里。一个保镖在他谎称是我的“朋友”后把他带走了。
尽管Skybar声称对其实施了全面监控,但所有这些——无论是下药、性侵,还是长达18分钟的失踪——都没有被摄像机拍到。
三起重大事件,却没有任何问责。
老板非但没有寻求正义或保护他人,反而禁止了我——受害者。
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这不是制造恐慌的警告——而是呼吁人们提高认识、保障安全并做出改变。
致奥本社区:如果您或您认识的人有过类似的经历,请大声说出来。您并不孤单,您的声音很重要。
我很幸运地活了下来。其他人可能并非如此。是时候追究人们的责任,互相保护了。
——一位忧心忡忡的学生和幸存者
(原文)
A Serious Warning About Skybar Café in Auburn, Alabama
To: Parents, Students, and Community Members
Skybar Café on Magnolia Avenue in Auburn is widely known among Auburn University students. It’s often considered the weekend party spot—popular, crowded, and energetic.
But it’s time to talk seriously about what’s happening there.
If you're a student at Auburn, you’ve likely heard concerning stories about Skybar: a co-owner being a registered sex offender, his brother and co-owner allegedly covering for him, reports of people being drugged, sexually assaulted, and more. Maybe you, like me, thought: That would never happen to me. I’m careful. I’m smart.
But I’m here to tell you—it can happen to anyone.
I moved to Auburn in August 2022 and began visiting Skybar shortly after. Like many others, I became comfortable there. The staff knew me, I never went alone, and I always saw familiar faces. I truly believed I was safe.
Then came Friday, July 12.
I was out with friends, dancing, drinking, and enjoying the night. After taking a shot with a friend and making a quick trip to the bathroom, I ordered a rum punch at the bar. That’s the last memory I have of the night.
I was later found unconscious in a booth.
A friend took me to his place, thinking I had one drink too many. But shortly after, I began seizing—repeatedly. He called 911. I was transported to the ER by ambulance and continued seizing every 30 seconds for several hours.
My blood was drawn.
Test results showed I had been drugged—and not just with a typical “date rape” drug. I had been given cocaine.
Let me be clear: I have never used cocaine, and I did not ingest it willingly.
The cocaine, combined with alcohol, sent my blood alcohol content soaring above 0.20%. The interaction triggered nonstop seizures. I could have gone into cardiac arrest. I could have had a stroke. I could have died.
By the grace of God, I survived and was able to return home with my parents later that day.
I reached out to one of the owners. He had previously claimed Skybar was meant to be a “female-safe” environment. He assured me the bar was covered by cameras (excluding the bathrooms), and I believed him.
I asked him to review the footage. He told me there was “nothing nefarious” and that I “disappeared” for 18 minutes on camera—despite not leaving the bar.
Weeks later, I learned I had been banned from Skybar. I received no explanation.
Friends began asking questions. That’s when the truth surfaced:
Multiple employees confirmed that on the night I was drugged, an unknown man had his hands up my skirt and inside my shorts while I was unconscious. A bouncer removed him when he falsely claimed to be my “friend.”
None of this—not the drugging, not the sexual assault, not the 18-minute disappearance—was captured on camera, despite claims that Skybar has full surveillance.
Three major incidents. Zero accountability.
And instead of seeking justice or protecting others, the owner banned me—the victim.
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This is not a warning to create panic—it is a call for awareness, safety, and change.
To the Auburn community: If you or someone you know has had a similar experience, please speak up. You are not alone, and your voice matters.
I was lucky to survive. Others may not be. It’s time to hold people accountable and protect each other.
— A concerned student and survivor