Author: uberbudgie





I was at a cocktail party trapped under a

low glass table, pressed up against the

tabletop as if gravity had reversed itself

and was puching me into the ceiling.



All around the table were people in

their late twenties-early thirties

dressed in very glitzy clothes and

moused-up hair.



I noticed a few red glitter smoking

jackets, and a lot of black satin.



I noticed that I was naked under the

glass, and that food was piled all

over the top of the glass over certain

parts of my body... Mainly over my

arms and shoulders.



And the air was very strange...

Almost like I was in a dentist chair

getting nitrous oxide, only it was

more like a liquid because the air

was very heavy and rippled in my

lungs.



It was distorting all of the sounds

around me, almost like being

underwater.



I started to pound on the glass, but

my movements were in slow-motion.

There was hardly any room to move

anyways, and it was like I was a

piece of sculpture at a party. A few

people notice and view briefly with

interest, but for the most part, the

party's attention lies elsewhere.

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