Nightmare Junkie

Any closet novelists, short story writers, script-writers or prose poets out there?
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blueknight
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Thu Aug 04, 2005 9:45 pm

Come out of the edge of darkness, I am at work…my first nightshift. Working okay. In bed trying to watch a Brazilian football match, look over to a work colleague he said something(?) look back no Brazilian football match where’s the football, there’s a shrug of shoulders. Step out, anymore work I am thinking? Mental head never seen before, looked like an electrician…electricians everywhere, telegraph poles everywhere underground??…person says ‘wasted tonight, this is mental what has he done’ another says in answer ‘allsorts’, I feel scared of these new faces I’m thinking ‘whats going to happen?’. I walk past a works colleague who I know ‘hello’ I say, he doesn’t acknowledge me, he becomes distracted…he sprints to a bloke, ‘he’s fallen off’ he says. ‘I thought you had fallen off’ he shouts he goes to help, other colleagues I have not seen before approach. I looked at the injured he looks ok but very high, ‘I broke my leg this time’ he says grinning manically almost proud, he’s in a room…he shakes his ankle it is broken and he is shaking it. I shriek and sprint away scared, I sprint past people they ask me what’s up ‘he’s broke his leg’ I say ‘not another one’ they say totally without emotion as if it was ‘as a matter of fact’. I legged it a bit further I glance in to a room loads of other people have broken arms, legs and worse…amputations in progress.

In my place of work dark underground I start taking the boxes in, they keep piling up outside, more and more, I work faster and faster try to keep up I am, I enjoy it…annoyed of the work but its there and I keep up. Something outside I am holding a torch, something is coming in my direction, I am on the edge of darkness…I sprint away in a total daze, very light headed, I don’t know what’s going on. I come around it is the early hours, see an old friend he’s like my guardian angel I feel safe. I see a fete (bouncy castle and stalls that sell marmalade) and a hotel…everybody I see I know but I do not know their names. I go in to the hotel looking for a short cut to get underground…around and around, over and over to get underground faster I feel intense that I need get there. ‘this girl fancies you’ says my old friend…all these strangers saying hi, they knew me!!! I don’t think I knew them(?) maybe. ‘I am at work’ ‘no you’re not you’re in **** (a place name, a local town about 5 miles from where I live).

I sprinted, went in to the hotel – made even more of a scene this time hurdling tables and chairs ‘guests’ where did they come from?! I am not at work I go down, the gate is locked I can’t get in, there’s a basket outside the gate. I ask my friend what the time is he says a time to me, I don’t know what time but I should be at work and here I am in **** (local town same one as above), I must get back.

Go down a hill as everybody leaves not thinking straight, people look at me mysteriously…suddenly all is quiet I’m all alone in a housing estate rows and rows of houses…I must get away from this place…scared intense…go one way then next fake to go in the opposite direction…who am I running from- more intense still must get away…railway crossing across road everything’s clear I can visualize everything, wide rail ways more than one track three…I can see a train as I approach it is coming from the right a smoking locomotive, I can’t slow down I am approaching the crossing from above, I swerve to the right hoping to miss it, my feet hit the first tracks before the train I get an electrical buzzing sensation wow I thought...I am stood on the track I jump off the track look to my right and see a stranger on railway track coming towards me….am I trapped
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Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:33 pm

I believe you mean…I walk past a work colleague who I know…

And not
I walk past a works colleague who I know…
An interesting expression of fascinating thoughts. The thoughts of a junkie. There were some verb issues I have but I think them irrelevant because what user would use common sense to express sporadic thoughts?
I am(take out) stood on the track I jump(ed) off the track look(ed) to my right and see a stranger on railway track coming towards me…am I trapped
There is a missing period here not certain if that was intentional to give more emotion to the story but I thought I would point it out.

As I stated before the verb tenses are off but not certain if this was intentional to your expression of thought.
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