Coles car park 3.00am

Tha acrid taste of blood filled his senses as he slowly regained consciousness. He spat three teeth in a congealed mass onto the bitumen. All around him madness was descending. Flesh on flesh, iron on flesh, wood on flesh. Screaming, crying, whimpering and yelling cut the night.
Strange at these times you become acutely aware, but at the same time detached from the scene. Not wanting to draw attention to himself he laid still. A body fell over him, it’s head hitting the corner of the bin with a sickening ’ chunk ‘.
" We’re getting on top of them ", he thought.
The length of water pipe had caught him across the lower jaw and chin, just missing the bridge of his nose. A broken nose would have seen him withdraw.
" Car’nt fight if you car’nt breathe proper ", he mused.
The dead weight on his legs was causing him to cramp up. Another one fell just two feet from his nose, face contorted in pain. Quick as a flash he reached out and drove his right thumb and forefinger into the hurt man’s eye sockets.
" Car’nt see, car’nt fight either ", he growled.
They were getting on top of them.

Coles car park 3.00am

mick8585

Melbourne, Australia

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