Fly with your imagination.

Sunken deep, eyes oozed

Out of nowhere, out of dim light

Streaks of white

Stunned and stupefied me.

Swoosh came a car

A hooded figure came out

Grabbed my hand and whispered

“C’mere…” His voice choked.

In the open, came out a group of three

Each laid their hands upon me

Then erupted screams

“Let us run!”

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