Noah’s Blog

John woke up.  It was Thursday, his day off.  He remembered that in all the excitement he had left his suitcase at the bank, so he decided to take a walk so he could pick it up, but something seemed wrong.  No one was outside; there wasn’t even one car on the road.  A harsh wind started to blow, then a puff of hard, black smoke appeared and started to shape into the form of a man.  It shot a puff of smoke at John.  He fell to the ground coughing and wheezing.  He was trying to get a breath but the thing walked over to him.  It reached its hand down towards his neck.  It was then that John realized he could breathe again.  He stood up and tried to run, but his body began to glow.  He tried to punch the shape, but it disappeared.  Everything returned to normal.  Then John said “Must have been last night’s sushi.”    

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