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Whistle While You Work #10

The runner above Tomas slammed its foot down on his chest. The weight took his breath and he tensed up, waiting for the bird to strike. He heard a sound of tearing but felt no pain. Then, the bird’s weight shifted, allowing him to breathe. Hot liquid sprayed him and he assumed it was his blood spraying from a wound. He was dying, but not hurting.

Tomas offered his thanks to the heavens, assuming that his prayers for a painless death had been answered. He squeezed his eyes tighter as the runners squawked and fought for position.

Another heavy form fell on top of his face and it hurt. A sudden, sharp pain shot out from his nose and Tomas couldn’t help but to lift his hands up.

He had to turn his head and struggle with the body on top of him. Now Tomas opened his eyes, but he could see nothing beyond the feathers on the corpse which lay on top of him.

In front of him, a rain of black blood fell on last year’s leaves. After a moment, a few runners shot off into the forest away from him. The clearing grew quiet and the man took a deep, shuddering breath.

Then a small, black boot crunched down in front of him.

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