Buried Alive, episode 1
What would you do to stay alive? That’s been the question I’ve been asking myself for several–not sure how many!–days. I do know that it has been at least five days. When I first became trapped in this...
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My vision came back slowly, like someone twisting a Venetian blind open; tiny rays of light directed downward then widening as the rod was turned. When my eyes adjusted enough, I could see the outline...
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Earlier I mentioned my cousin’s accident at the gas plant that resulted in him losing his legs below the knee. He used to go on and on about the pain in his toes and ankles. About how much it felt like...
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I love fire. There’s something about the way it dances and sways. The way it flickers on a candlewick. The way it romances a log in a campfire. First a sensuous touch like a falling silk scarf. The...
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How does a guy just vanish? Poof begone as if he wasn’t even there. The police cars and firetrucks and ambulances were. Why wasn’t he? My mind was starting to slip. Death would be near me now. The...
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Ripping pain zipped up my side. I thought my guts (and lung) were going to tumble out of my body into a gooey mess on the floor. I reached for my side and felt something wet and sticky, and probed the...
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“What the hel—” a cold hand clamped over my mouth. The old man raised a finger to his mouth, “Shhhhhhh, be quiet.” His finger dropped away from his lips. I lowered my voice, “What are you doing here?...
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We passed through three more groups of people. Not finding gaps to walk through, but real Bugs Bunny around the pole stuff, I think my ears split like Bugs’s too. Each time I couldn’t believe what we...
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“Dammit, stop doing that. I thought you were giving me answers!” I yelled, small elevator compartment or not, I yelled. This disappearing act is old. Check that, it wasn’t a disappearing act, it was...
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I spun on my heels and bolted down the hall, hearing the echoes of my hospital-issue oversized slippers slapping on the floor. At the first door I jumped and turned sideways hitting the crossbar handle...
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