Demolition Before the Bloom

The world tilted into a terrifying blur of green leaves and blue sky.

I reached out blindly, trying to catch myself.

My hands grabbed nothing but empty air.

I fell hard.

I didn’t hit the grass.

The heavy, iron-reinforced corner of the wooden picnic table was directly behind me.

My skull slammed into the thick wood.

There was a sickening, hollow crunch.

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