The Play Set
Ex-military policeman, Jack Grabber, had come to. It took him a moment to feel his bearings; on his fists he pushed himself up from a prone position. He had injured one his 400 bones on the fall…he didn’t know which one it was, or what it was called, he only knew it was more crooked than usual. He took two deep breaths and began gagging viciously, then with a dry heave, up came his pocket watch pistol, a gift from an old lover. He thought to himself, “I knew swallowing this would be a good idea.” At just 5 inches long, the snub nose was an easy swallow for Grabber. The brutish and now ferocious Grabber looked about, realizing he was in a shaft of some kind, he doesn’t know if he was pushed or if had fallen in. His weapons were stripped from him as well as his clothes, “I don’t ever remember being this nude,” he thought. He begun to assume he had been pushed, although he had read accounts of men’s clothes disintegrating into gaseous material from intense impacts, he had read it from a book he wrote…although he didn’t think this was the case here. He took notice of the walls and the height of the shaft he was in… “fools” he scream-whispered, “This will not hold Jack Grabber.” With that he climbed a foot and a half up and he was out of the dirty grave. It must have been the light, as the hole wasn’t nearly as deep as he thought it was. “Smoke and Mirrors” he chuckled, “Smoke and Mirrors.” But where the shit were his clothes? Then it hit him…he was beginning to remember – He had taken them off because it was so hot. And wait…he remembered even more – he had dug that hole himself. “Of course!” he screamed. He was digging a hole in the back yard of his boss’ home. He had agreed to do this for the man’s daughter’s new play set. Then they caught glances: She was watching him the entire time! Grabber bellows, “NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! I can leave no evidence of this blunder” he said quietly “Just to be safe” he thought…