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#2010-06-10 22:14:19, as written by Dreamalot106

Spencer rolled over in his bed, the light from the open windows of the balcony burning his eyes. He groaned in pain and threw a pillow over his head, reluctant to awaken.

What time was it? He didn't know. What day was it? He didn't know. How did he get here? He couldn't remember.

The sudden sensation of nausea overcame him and he fell off the bed with the strong affects of vertigo skewing his vision and movements. "Oh f. . ." he groaned as he fell from the bed. He moved his head when his eyes could not focus on the bland carpet before him. "Who are you?" he asked, confused. The reason he could not focus was because a pair of boots were at his nose, a tall figure looming over him as he rolled on his side.

Something thick came down on his jaw, pain shooting through his head at the connection. Spencer groaned and realized he was being picked up. Unable to move in his defense, or even speak because of his broken jaw, Spencer blinked away the pain and blurry vision.

Minutes passed and he vaguely realized he was being slowly dragged towards the balcony that overlooked the reflecting pool below. A plastic chair was kicked out of the way and Spencer was suddenly standing, upright, the vertigo making his head fall limp over the railing. The shallow pool was below, light shining off the water, blinding him.

"Women are to be respected," an unforgiving voice growled. The next thing he knew, the shallow bottom was growing closer and the wind was slapping his face. He was falling. He twisted in slightly in the air and he could not find the looming figure anywhere on the balcony. Had the figure even been on the balcony to where anyone could see them? Screams of women and children began to register in his ears and his eyes were now back on the pool bottom. It was feet from him. This was it then. . .

Spencer lay on the pool floor, the water so shallow a baby could safely lay in it. Spencer was dead, his body breaking apart the once smooth, mirrored images of the surrounding buildings.

Snippet #875396

located in Modern Day New York City, a part of Operation Are You Really My Friend?, one of the many universes on RPG.

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