I’m thrown backwards in a wave, and my skin crawls and burns from the crowd brushing over me. They’re tossing me to and fro like a singer in a black metal band, while my legs and arms lash about. Then, all at once I drop, almost expecting to free fall into the next level of Hell. Instead, my head hits a hard surface and splitting pain explodes like fireworks in my head. I struggle to get back on my feet, but my efforts are futile against repeated footsteps across my body. When I finally give up in an exhausted collapse, the kicking and pressure from their feet diminish.
Alone again I hear a familiar voice.
“Kid.”
A hand grabs my shoulder and pulls me up.
“Vern?”
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What a cool idea – wish I’d heard about this earlier, now to catch up!
Thanks for dropping by. Hope you enjoy the story. It’s been too fun to write in this format!