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The Lights, Man ,What They Do to Your Mind

I was cold, so cold. My head hurt, I was disoriented.

I looked around in the darkness,blinked my eyes and remembered where I was. On the train tracks trying to rescue my big brother Sam.

The train, it knocked me off the tracks, I wasn’t decapitated, “Wheew”, I said wiping sweat off my forehead.

Then I remembered Sam.

“Sam,Sam”, I shouted into the cold night air, “Where are you Sam”.

I Smelled the strong odor of cat piss again, entering my nostrils, making me vomit again. And there he was, my big brother making a snow angel.

“Sam you idiot, I had this nightmare or hallucination, (premonition, I thought to myself and shuddered), you turned into some X Files alien creature, jesus man you chopped my head off and sucked the essence out of me I was so freaking scared”, I was babbling.

Sam looked up at me,”Little bro , the lights , they make you see stuff, they make you feel stuff , what they do to your mind man”.

“Get up Sam, I hear another train comin, we gotta get out of here, Now”.

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