Laz's Blog – October 2010 Archive (1)

The tugging and tearing kept bringing him back into the blurry haze of consciousness. There was a couple of seconds pause before the pain shot up the back of his calf and into his groin. Grinding his face into the concrete floor, blackness began to creep into the edge of his vision, purple spots flashing behind his eyelids as the pulling at his leg began again.



It had been more than half an hour since Sean had pulled down the stack of shelving on top of himself. He knew that… Continue