DS;
intense house party; i’m surrounded by hundreds of people. close friends, enemies, people i don’t even recognize. at one point or another, these people leave. one by one, two by two. before i know it, i’m all alone on a bar stool in the basement. the floor suddenly floods with rats. black rats. they’re all drawn to me, some of them trying to nip my laces. i’m frozen with an overwhelming feeling of fear. physically constrained to the confines of a small swiveling chair.
