Stone Basement
5-29-1994
I run into a basement to escape from some men who are hunting me. Business-like men with pistols. It's a small basement made of old, white, big stone bricks. It's all falling and crumbling apart in a spiral pattern. There's really no place to hide, but when I sense the men closing in on me, I find an old des, hide behind it, and...?
posted by Phlegm at 11/23/2003