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ANSI Art File  |  1994-11-01  |  553KB  |  640x800  |  4-bit (4 colors)
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OCR: The End Suddenly amid the hubbub of the gale, there burst forth the wild scream of a terrified woman. That shrilling scream woke me up and I turned off the tv. I went to the bathroom brushed my teeth and went to bed with all my clothes. The slight glow of my alarm clock allowed me to see a reflection in the mirror. I looked at the reflection from the bottom up. On the feet of this person were black boots with flannel socks, grey tweed pants, a flannel shirt, and a frayed yellow mock turtle neck. I then moved to the face I saw a pale complexion with green eyes and a crew cut. I looked deeper into the eyes and finally was able to penetrate the thin film that protects his windows to the world. Inside I saw black. As I made my way through the black I became weighed down by the colored matter which clung to my bare feet. I began to sink in the sludge. When my head was completely submerged I opened my mouth and tasted the matter, I felt as if I was sucking on heaven. The buds on my tongue began to engulf my body. I was now in my moth tasting the black. I was moving from bud to bud absorbing each different aspect of the taste. Instead of getting the combination of all the tastes I was getting each individual flavor of the matter. I moved to the back of my tongue and wanted to ride the sludge into my stomach as we began to slither down I moved up into my nose and brain. Inside my brain there were many tunnels, I could not chose where to go. I saw this one opening approached it and climbed out of my ear. I floated towards the ceiling and was separated from my body. Good Morning this is 92.3 WXRK now back to the Howard Stern Show, my alarm continued to blare and my mother came in to wake me up. In the entity where I was floating I could see my non-responding body lay motionless and cold while my mother screamed wildly. I saw the ambulance come and put my shell in a black vinyl bag. It was seconds later when the environment changed and I was seeing my coffin put six under, then I approached the light and was back to where it all began. trident.cia