It was all a little fuzzy, the whole night. I rub my eyes and look around. "Where am I? What a strange room." I awkwardly get to my feet and stumble on the spongy floor. There is only a little light shining down from far above.
I move along the wall that seems to be covered in some sort of fabric. And that smell. It smells like the locker room at the gym.
I approach an opening and look up. "Strange" I say to myself, then turn around. There is a sign hanging down from above. "Made in china US size 9"
What the hell does that mean? The fussiness starts to clear form my mind. Last thing I remember is meeting up with an old school chum from high school. Hadn't see him in years. More memory comes flooding back. We were just about to close up the bar and I had pretty much to drink when we started playing a drinking game. Daring each other on things and betting on things we could and couldn't do. Scott was double jointed and could do these strange contortions.
I was losing each challenge but there is one thing I knew I could do that he couldn't.
I move along the wall that seems to be covered in some sort of fabric. And that smell. It smells like the locker room at the gym.
I approach an opening and look up. "Strange" I say to myself, then turn around. There is a sign hanging down from above. "Made in china US size 9"
What the hell does that mean? The fussiness starts to clear form my mind. Last thing I remember is meeting up with an old school chum from high school. Hadn't see him in years. More memory comes flooding back. We were just about to close up the bar and I had pretty much to drink when we started playing a drinking game. Daring each other on things and betting on things we could and couldn't do. Scott was double jointed and could do these strange contortions.
I was losing each challenge but there is one thing I knew I could do that he couldn't.