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    1. The Drugs and The Glass In My Hand

      by , 03-04-2013 at 05:58 PM
      California highways are really beautiful, but not when you feel like you're being followed while trying to get back to your home.

      I pulled off the main highway to resolve some issue, perhaps read my map...I'm not certain, but the men in the white pickup that pulled up behind me seemed very threatening. He glared at me over the steering wheel as if he was daring me to make a strange move.

      The passenger was the more malevelent-looking of the two. A long bald head appeared around the corner of the windshield and smiled a toothy grin, yellowed teeth filling his face like a diseased jack-o-lantern.

      "All we want is the pills! Give us the drugs and we'll let you live!"

      I was reluctant to give up the pills as I knew they were expensive and important. I reached into my pocket and pulled out several foil blister-packs, each containing four pills of the medicine the evel man wanted. I suspected they were for pain but I never saw their name.

      "All of them!" He seemed very impatient as he said this.

      I walked over to him and handed the pills over, all but two.

      "Let me keep just these two! They're important, at least let me keep these!" I implored him.

      He nodded in an allowing way and I pocketed the pills, relief flooding over me, and I turned back towards my car for the walk back.

      I found the gravelly road I was on appeared to be covered with broken glass, large pieces littering the entire area. I can't imagine how I didn't notice that before. One step told me I could never walk back safely so I decided to float/swim back to the car pushing myself with my hands.

      The shard of glass sticking out of my finger and the painful sensation brought me to lucidity and I examined the orangish-brown glass in my finger before pulling it out. I stared at the mark and it sealed immediately.

      Knowing I couldn't propel myself with my hands or feet because of the glass I instead chose to float my way back, a hovering figure sitting cross-legged in the car. The feeling was pretty cool knowing I could float so easily, and I made it back to the car safely.

      Something happened after that but I don't recall it well enough to describe.
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