The room started to spin, every hair on Misty’s body stood on ends. “ Wha…..” is all she could mutter before she collapsed to the floor. The floor wrecked of cigarettes, peanut butter, mud, poop, and to top it all off mildew. Misty tried to regain her balance and stand up, but only fell harder back down. In the last glimpse before everything went black she could see steward smiling and laughing, over her head.
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