Breakdown Near Broadway

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Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

Breakdown Near Broadway

A. Hamilton


It felt as if I was conscious, yet, I was not... An unsettling blanket of darkness held me like a rope tied around a prisoner. My eyes had been sealed shut. I could not comprehend to whether or not I was even alive at this point. Scattered, my brain was with the fog that seemed to have settled there... All of a sudden, I could feel my strangled body smash into a hard ground.

Loud noises, like sirens of warning, was then heard as so with the feeling that a hot, moist cloth clung to the air. My eyes shot open. I jumped up in a panic. All around me were tall buildings making a shade in the dank alleyway that I had been launched into. The brain in my skull had attempted and failed to come up with a reasonable option as to how I had ended up here... A screech filled my ears and caused me to cringe. My curiosity had gotten the best of me, for I glanced out of the darkened alley. Alarm at the sight caused my jaw to drop and my body to step back into the safety of the shadows.

There I could see, men and women walking in what my eyes saw as undergarments to an outfit. But, they wore their clothes as if that was there completed look. Certainly that was not what had caused me a fright...for the technology in this new world blinked and blinded my old eyes. I could see wheeled machinery move smoothly over the hard, black ground. These machines make "honking" and "squealing" from time to time. The folks here scolded at the angry HONKS and sputtered at others. The thoughts that I might've hit my head too hard and that my sanity ran out went through my mind.

Before I could sit back down and rethink my situations, I heard a grunt from behind me.. In full-on attack mode I turned myself to face the newcomer. What I saw stunned more further but caused the loathing in my soul to growl at the sight before me... I felt conflicted...

It was Aaron Burr...


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