March 4, 2008So there I was…
It was an old house, very dark and shadowy. There was a lot of scared movement, seemingly coming from everywhere. A family, huddling in what I perceived to be the living room, or maybe in this time period what they might call a great room. I huddled with them, then all the sudden I felt a hot liquid flow from my chest and down my legs. I looked up, and there I was impaled on the ceiling….
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