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Submitted to Contest #311
I can still remember their muffled cries.Far beyond the drunken stupor, through the haze of ashy gloom, the faint rhythmic beats penetrated the air. They came quick at first and then slowed to a short adagio. A muffled crackling, a competing polyrhythm with the low bass. The thick air burned the nostrils with each breath in, the peppered air instantly rejected by the lungs--a type of fumes not quite accustomed to. A soft cough, trying hard to clear for a proper breath but none came.The ceiling swam into existence, a grey cloud swirling in th...
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