Jan 18, 2007 09:56
The body materializes slowly, right out of thin air (or whatever else floats around a place like this). A pretty dress, a pretty face... a pretty nasty set of bullet wounds right across the stomach. A blonde wig slips off of slightly darker hair as the body slumps on the ground, seemingly dead.
Then there's breathing. And a very startled little transvestite who wakes up at the end of the universe.
Let's hope it's better than his life.
polly/paul griffin