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AhmedHemmingway: Part One
December 6th 2006 11:49
It’s midnight, in Hemmingway when the man drops, like a stone and falls effortlessly through the sky, colliding with the ground.
No points for guessing who comes out best.
It’s two o’clock when the first person finds him. They trip, like, hardcore, falling over themselves to get away from his mangled, lifeless body.
The second, curiously, doesn’t. They approach the body slowly, calmly, looking over it with a kind of melancholy. They grab it from behind, turning it over. The face is nearly unrecognisable. The finder of the man grabs his broken arm, turning it over. They touch their tongue and wipe away some blood, to try and see…
And there it is. On the underside of the mans arm, is a tattoo of a tiger, snarling. The body’s discoverer displays a hint of a smile.
It’s as they thought.
They reach into the mans shoe, ignoring the warm blood on their fingers. Pulls out a tiny metal capsule and puts it in their pocket.
Then, they are gone.
No points for guessing who comes out best.
It’s two o’clock when the first person finds him. They trip, like, hardcore, falling over themselves to get away from his mangled, lifeless body.
The second, curiously, doesn’t. They approach the body slowly, calmly, looking over it with a kind of melancholy. They grab it from behind, turning it over. The face is nearly unrecognisable. The finder of the man grabs his broken arm, turning it over. They touch their tongue and wipe away some blood, to try and see…
And there it is. On the underside of the mans arm, is a tattoo of a tiger, snarling. The body’s discoverer displays a hint of a smile.
It’s as they thought.
They reach into the mans shoe, ignoring the warm blood on their fingers. Pulls out a tiny metal capsule and puts it in their pocket.
Then, they are gone.
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Comment by Lily
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my curiousity asks; why did he drop from the sky, and what is as they thought, and the tiny metal capsule?? -- will you be serving up more, or are the actors in this play, gone? allé
~Lily
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Comment by Lily
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~Lily
Comment by Brenton
Dr Spin
Tales From The Other Side
Downwrite
Blip Blog
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