HAMLIN ‘PURGATORY’ ROSENCRANS
December 1, 2015
‘It’s December,’ said Hamlin ‘Purgatory’ Rosencrans, writhing in hallucinatory anticipation. ‘The seams have been torn. I’m allowed to enter. Open, I tell you.’
‘Boxcar’ Blevins, keeper of the door, blinked his eye. His brain quivered under the strain of trying to form a thought.
‘You tell me open. I not bash you?’ Blevins managed to utter, and he broke the door open with his mighty fist and stepped aside.
Rosencrans scuttled through the opening, keening.
Inside, dreams of a well manicured lawn and an important structure were realized. Hamlin ‘Purgatory’ Rosencrans melted into a pudding, and the world ended.
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