Wednesday, February 11, 2009

1) I'm taking part in some kind of religious ritual, wherein five other guys and me have burned our bodies, and our skin is all twisted and nasty. We're carrying this big wrought iron sculpture through a crowd of people. It's very solemn and some people are praying. Suddenly, these two guys run up and start yelling at us in Arabic. They put machetes to our throats and tell us to stop what we're doing and repeat what they say, or else they'll kill us. I feel the blade against my neck and wonder what I'm going to do. I start praying to God to take me out of this horrible situation, and that the two men will stop.

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