I woke very disoriented, my heartbeat pounding in my ears, my vision blurry and flitchy. Underneath the pounding, I heard a buzzing and the wah wah's. A tell tale sign of the massive head rush. I tried to sit up, but barely got my head off the floor before the room started swimming and my vision turned red and pixillated....sorta. I heard a deep, rumbling laugh as my vision narrowed and darkened, I didn't even feel my head hit the floor.
When I woke next I was lying on a couch, a damp, cool cloth on my forehead, Marie sitting next to me, on the edge of the couch, holding my hand and looking into my eyes. How very surreal the night had been so far. I hoped it didn't get any more interesting as I gazed, I'm sure looking dumbfounded, into Marie's dark and mysterious eyes.
She smiled and I heard crystal clinking behind me. I started up, sending Marie hopping back so she didn't tumble onto her little, round butt. As I turned and Marie fought for her balance, the large man smiled as he poured some of the wine into three glasses.
I turned back to Marie who had already regained her composure and looked as unflappable as she had when I'd first seen her. How long ago had that been? How long had I been out?
"You've only been unconscious for about 10 minutes total Thomas," said the man who was now obviously my host, as he crossed to us and handed us the wine. I took mine with a thank you and let the thick and potent liquid slide over my tongue as I wondered if he could read my mind. Crazy. I shook my head....it cleared some, but I still felt out-of-it.
I tried to straighten up and think clearly, but it was hard. Fireworks were going off in my head and I could hear the blood rushing in my ears.....the most incredible sound. And I needed some sun glasses, my eyes hurt. I took another drink.
I drained my glass with one lst big swallow and asked of my host...."OK, with all due respect to you and your little soire, sir, what the FUCK is going on here?"
"You're head will clear shortly Thomas and I'll explain everything. Until then please come over here to the window with me............Please Thomas."
I took several wobbly steps towards my host. As I approached the window, the scene below opened to me again. This time however, I didn't look down at a raving party, this time I looked down at..............
Sunday, May 6, 2007
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