Close your eyes and breathe deep.
Here the present is unwritten. Bow your head to the t-rex on the door, there for your protection. Once inside, step into the shadows, avoiding the glowing orbs above. In amongst the beats you see a group of yunguns, mouths open screeching, waiting to be fed. Time to mingle. As you step out and walk towards the swarm, something brushes past you and it’s all gone. You can feel yourself still walking but now you’re in the wallpaper and the room is nowhere. The smell is putrid, and hangs in droplets. You can see a space above and head towards it. You stop walking but continue moving, past the supermarket trolley in the mud, towards the cheers. You can hear a heartbeat and wonder who’s it is, you’ve been here before a few seconds ago. Looking down, you dance, looking up, around the fire. the droplets start to fall and the mud starts to collapse. You sit down.
Breathe deep and close your eyes.
