We’ve Done This Before
Based on a dream.
They made me wait on the line as people spiraled down into darkness. If one dared to bolt for escape, a bullet would kiss their head. My feet were molasses, dread filled my heart. I had no idea what waited for me down below. Once there, I was told to strip, and I was given a pale uniform to wear. After that, they really didn’t care what I did. I spent…