RSS Bot Posted August 23, 2010 Share Posted August 23, 2010 Harry lay tossing and turning in his hospital bed, his throat burning, plagued by vivid dreams. The sweat and heat behind his head melted and twisted as he slipped in and out of consciousness. A white angel with sky blue shoulders came to him. "This is not a brain hemorrhage, Harry. I am watching over you. Just a tiny squirt of blood, that's all. To appease the king. You won't even feel it, Harry. Just a tiny drop of blood down the back of your neck. Everything is fine. Just watch the pinwheel go round. Remember your father, Harry. Remember all he did for you..." Harry found himself back at his house, a few years before his father died. "Harry," his father said, "I need you to do some work for me outside." "You know the weeds outside next to the cellar door?" Harry nodded his head. "I need you to pull all of those weeds out this week. I will pay you $5 an hour. Keep track of how long it takes you. When you... http://www.atariage.com/forums/blog/386/entry-7376-pac-man-vs-the-hippo-pt-7/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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