A beautiful clock, its face painted a rare marrs green, strikes twelve. Silvers of blue, red and greenish yellow ripple across its surface like water.Roy was running, faster than he ever had, through a crumbling street, chased by a tsunami of bricks. The air quakes with their weight. They grind against each other like teeth that are ready to devour him whole.His foot catches on a brick that started floating and gravitating towards the tsunami.He falls. Face first into the brick-laid road, to fall into an empty abyss, swallowing him whole. The silence was suffocating.From the darkness of the abyss, eyes open. Dozens to hundreds watch as Roy falls further into the abyss. Unblinking and ever judging.Roy hits something solid.He’s on the floor, cold and smooth like hospital tile. Then, pale hands, dozens of them, erupt from beneath the tiles, seizing his arms, his legs, his throat and his mouth. Roy screams through the hands, but it comes out muffled.He blinks.Now he is standing,
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