All around me the
chatter, the chaos of multiple conversations, rattles my ears with nonsense
I feel a hand grasp
my wrist tightly
A familiar face, one
that I wished to never see again, fills my vision with a blind rage
She makes a snide
comment about “how good it is to see me”; she laughs at the pain on my
contorted face
Anger overwhelms my
senses; control over my actions disappears; the base instincts of my inner
demon are unleashed upon her
I seize her by the
throat, and slam the back of her head against the nearby brick wall
She disappears
Blood drips from the
mortar
A man stands before
me, mocking my emotionally charged reaction
He warns me of the
consequences that will be imposed upon me soon
A door appears in the
previously solid brick wall
That voice, who is
that speaking to me?
I turn to see a
hallway of a highly respected judge
Out of the office at
the end of the hallway appears a face I cannot suffer now
Out of the office at
the end of the hallway appears a man of extraordinary quality
I am pulled within a
meter of his person
Anxiety grips my
heart
Anger seizes my mind
He is trying to stop
me
I turn to run
Marshall asks, “Where
did you learn the Sugar Ray?”
He references a dance
that is only familiar to me in this realm
My feet are already
moving
“I am going to fuck
that dude up.”
His temporary grip on
my arm slips away, and he shakes his head in disappointment
I arrive at the wall
to meet the gatekeeper
He tells me there is
only one way out
With a wave of his
hand the wall becomes transparent, revealing the unbelievable world outside
A door slides back
and forth on the wall, waiting for a key
“How do I open it?
Where is the key?”
Silently he points to
the floor
Silently a stairwell
appears
I walk hesitantly
down thirteen stairs
At the bottom two
dark rooms are visible
A clown a meter tall
appears in the doorway perpendicular to the stairs
His sharp teeth gnash,
and saliva drips from his carnivorous mouth
His claws come out
from their hiding spot beneath the skin of his knuckles
Fear is non-existent
I wave the pathetic
creature away nonchalantly; I am busy
Nothing appears in
the doorway directly in front of me
I inhale deeply and
enter the lightless void
Stumbling and
tripping I let my feet keep me moving forward
An extremely brief reflection
of light on the pitch black ground catches my eye
My hand touches the
cold metal of a key
I am free
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