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Submitted to Contest #262
*note: this short story talks of a near-death traumatic experience CHAPTER ONEThe Night He Was In Hell The night smelled of a cloying sickly-sweet copper, overpowering the senses. drip. His eyes opened to a mesmerizing exhibit of seductive red flames, frolicking gracefully across the stage. drip. A peculiar quivering drew his reluctant eyes to the phone in his creased pants. Why was he kneeling? ba-bump. He reached out to answer the phone - except his hands were rebellious. They insisted on staying nestled behind his back. Then as he ...
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