The vacuum grew in the hypnotic flames. Eyes peered out and into the maelstrom man.The nightmare exited the hole in his head, while his soul leaked through his ribs. His iris released the pin that held the chimneys and trains in place.
Now spiritless and immune, John stepped through the furnace. His benefactors presented an offer of employment.
With a handshake, he guaranteed his return.
[edited Feb 2010]
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