Fear and Beer

I open my eyes to the sight of the living room's laminate ceiling and the uncomfortable prickle of the cheap carpet on my neck. Sitting up I look down at my legs and see they're covered in sheets of metal and wiring...

I panic...my hands and arms are covered too...I try to pull some of it off but something is stopping me. I try to crawl to the phone to call someone. Suddenly I feel my muscles pulse and in a moment I'm standing, walking!

I begin to laugh, I laugh so hard my sides hurt and tears stream down my face. I feel strong, powerful, alive!

.... but what now?

I cover the evidence with loose trousers and gloves...time for a long awaited pint down the Golden Fleece, I reckon.

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