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Submitted to Contest #36
4/7/1969I am running. No, not running. I am galloping. I am galloping at high speed. Trying to escape these monsters behind me. Beads of sweat pore over my brow. Then, suddenly, I am in a chair. It is not a comfortable chair, but then why would I be comfortable? My head is spinning, I do not remember sitting down. I reach up to wipe my forehead but my hand will not move. I am duct-taped to the chair. My mind is foggy. My head lolls over and I feel a sharp pain in my neck. A man stands in front of me with white gloves on. He tosses a small me...
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