You don't notice much.
For instance you didn't notice when the pavement beneath you
stopped being concrete and started being children's bones.
You didn't notice their tiny arms reaching towards you.
You noticed when they began to drag you down.
You noticed you weren't on a street any more.
You noticed you were very, very alone.
Their small hands are so sharp, you feel them digging into
your flesh and tearing at your legs.
You wonder how long it will take you to die from this.
You don't have to wonder for long.
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