Feb 11, 2016 06:58
In fucked-up future where no person or animal can die. All frozen at age the event happened. If a pet died near the time, some came back to life. Auditorium where the new 213 was playing with lead singer named William. Younger kid than Allen nasty. Was gonna text Jayme, "where are you at?" Someone spilled a bunch of beer on the floor. A collossal machine with a tube sprayer was gonna spray some foam insta-cleaner on it but it had to get its target just right. It moved on metal legs with sharp steel claws. Somehow one had stepped on some punk's hand and sliced off his finger. He saw it and puked.