I was being chased by a gang of thugs in an industrial complex. I ran into a factory as I thought they were all friends of mine. Arriving in the centre of the factory floor I realised that either I had run into the wrong premises or the staff had changed. They were colleagues of the thugs. I was surrounded. They grabbed be and threw me into a cage of hot coals.
I was left for some time and then pulled clear.
Much to the consternation of all, including myself, I was completely unscathed.
It just felt like I had suffered a stern reprimand.
Excellent, I could live with that.
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Exciting Dreams of The Boring Man
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