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  • pullin708
  • 2 days ago
  • 1 min read

I opened my eyes , I couldn’t tell as it was too dark to even see my hand in front of my eyes. Blinking a couple of times confirmed two things, yes my eyes were open and yes it was beyond dark, these discoveries lead me to one more question, where the FUDGE was I.

‘Don’t panic think! What do you remember, where were you, yesterday?


Let’s see i woke as normal to the sound of the 7a.m. News shouting at me from the clock radio next to the bed, after thumping the clock and telling the morning where to go I got up and showered, two cups of coffee and a bowl of cereal later I got dressed and left for work. Nothing special happened , got shit done and successfully avoided both managers on the hunt for overtime cover, supermarkets are always short staffed in this part of the station.

I grabbed a few things on my way out then headed home for the evening, wait did I make it home?


Ok ok! Let’s move.. I tried moving my hands/arms and legs, no paralysis that’s was good though my ass did feel numb, how long had I been here, wherever here was. On no ! I could only move my limbs a couple of inches in any direction ….


I’m in a frigin coffin!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHH HELPPPPPPPPPPP!!!


NO HELP came my voice ran horse through dry……….. and then nothing…


LE FIN

 
 
 

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