“I’m not going anywhere with you!”
“Of course you are. With me.”
“Yeah, right! With me!”
They’re standing on both sides of me, and the heat coming from them is so intense that the foundry’s furnaces can rest!
They stare at each other, viciously flaring their nostrils.
And I…
And I feel a powerful, insane déjà vu.
Because all of this has happened: their looks, their growling, the heat of their bodies…
It all was. And it ended in nothing good.
For me.