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It was an indoor pool and the race was about to start. They were competing seriously as teams and I was going in it to test myself. Then, the two in the silver caps rounded on me suddenly and said: ...

A hotel on a Sydney street corner. On the balcony, a man cowers against the railing, huddled, perhaps about to jump. Approaching from the street is a pedestrian holding a photocopy of a Mona Lisa stencil print in front of his face. I recognise it from a Banksy book as an underground symbol, but I don't know whether to indicate to him that I know. Police arrive and disappear upstairs. I leave things to them.

I was in a room full of people. Everyone was massacred but me and J. I had to sit and hear the thumps and slurps of the overhead axefalls and the sideways twisted-scythe strikes. I looked up to see a man in a grey mask pull off someone's face. It came away stretchily, like pulling dry paste off the back of your hand. -------------------- ~origami-club (https://www.deviantart.com/origami-club)                         origami-club (https://www.deviantart.com/origami-club) affiliate :icondeviant-underground: recently featured by Deviant-Underground (https://www.deviantart.com/deviant-underground)