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Submitted to Contest #154
I pulled the red lever on the ceiling of my sleep compartment, just inches above my head, and took a deep breath. The bubble I lay in fogged up and I began to feel groggy from the gas it released. All on schedule. My body was in a tight space in more ways than one. My bed was comfy – comfy beyond anything I’d ever experienced, and for good reason. I assumed if I was going to sleep for a few hundred years the last thing I needed was to wake up with a sore back. The compartment, a bed surrounded by a chemically stren...
I watched as the unfortunate skier flipped on his last cartwheel and fell hard to the ground. The unfortunate tragedy unfolded just as I had turned into a parking spot at the bottom of the hill. Paramedics arrived quickly and I watched them work on the injured skier, his broken body lifeless on the stretcher. They lifted and forcefully shoved it in, and I heard the sound of the gurney slamming against the ambulance partition. The damp bottoms of the prone ski boots was the last sight I saw before they slammed the ambulance d...
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