Where I am, whatever place this is, is hot and wet and very dark.It also stinks in here. And I'm moving. The space I am in is moving.Rocking. Rolling.
It also stinks in here. And I'm moving. The space I am in is moving.Rocking. Rolling.
Rocking. Rolling.
Rolling.
back and forth, back and forth, back and forth
This may sound crazy but I can feel dozens of small eyes staring at me. They're out there somewhere, I know it, close, maybe closer, y'know, than I perceive them to be.
I could sure use a cup of April's Mountain Tea. But wait! Everything's coming back now. Slowly, in bits and bytes.Three men wearing masks rush into the restaurant ... They half-walk, half-run to where Anita and I are dancing. There is a struggle. Knives flash. Anita resists, tackling one of the men and pinning him to the floor. I scream. Bull snores. The waitress sweeps up.One of the men picks up a heavy, and I mean heavy ashtray and whacks me over the head with it.And I'm down for the count.LEVEL FOUR OR FIVE HERE Max City
Three men wearing masks rush into the restaurant ... They half-walk, half-run to where Anita and I are dancing. There is a struggle. Knives flash. Anita resists, tackling one of the men and pinning him to the floor. I scream. Bull snores. The waitress sweeps up.One of the men picks up a heavy, and I mean heavy ashtray and whacks me over the head with it.And I'm down for the count.
They half-walk, half-run to where Anita and I are dancing. There is a struggle. Knives flash. Anita resists, tackling one of the men and pinning him to the floor. I scream. Bull snores. The waitress sweeps up.
One of the men picks up a heavy, and I mean heavy ashtray and whacks me over the head with it.
And I'm down for the count.
LEVEL FOUR OR FIVE HERE Max City
Max City
