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Basis for Hell Found Me - extract


His shoulder length dark blonde hair is scooped behind his ears
and his charming freckled face is quirked into a lopsided grin.
Suddenly from out of space , without even looking up ,he yells
I find myself grinning and strangely compelled to speak,
but he pins me down with his memorizing turquoise eyes
 
and without blinking he says  "crap,"  
i say "who? " and he says, “ you, “
 
the word echoe s, the sound bounces off the walls , as I focus I can here my mother’s voice,
so faint at first that I can't tell what it was , then I realise  it was a voice ,
then to my amazement the vioce was my mother’s and it was coming out from Jarvis,
opening my mouth to question him and I realise I was laying down, I can
feel cool cotton sheets and a fluffy duvet engulfing me, then I knew in bed, in the womb like darkness of my bed room.