The Vomit Conundrum

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"What the fuck do you mean there is no kitchen? We are standing in my apartment in the kitchen."

She heard him swallow. It was thunderously loud. She covered her ears. "Do you have to do that so loud." Her heartbeat was thumping against her skull. She kept back a groan and kept her eyes shut.

"Umm." He let her go slowly and she heard his footsteps crunch on the floor. No. It wasn't the sound of boot on glass on linoleum.

"Umm. What? What is going on Bo? Are you trying to play a joke on the blind girl? It's not funny."

"No!" He sighed loudly. "It's just hard to process whatever... this... is..."

"Now you are officially scaring me." Not one to rely on others, she wildly waved her hands around. She took in a deep breath to take in all the smells. She could figure it out on her own. She slid her foot forward to try to assess.

The ground was flat. She bent down and touched it. Dirt? She stood up and slid for another step.

"I'm sorry. I'll describe what I see and you'll understand." Bo tried.

She spun around to face the direction of his voice. "That would make this easier. Seriously would think a police officer of Chi- Raq would be able to get his shit together quicker than this." She snipped.

"Normally I would agree. However, we are standing in what appears to be a barn and about two feet in behind you to the right is..." He stopped.

"What?" She spun. Blabbering about a barn. Ha!

"I can't believe I am saying this..." He was whispering.

She wiggled her ears to try to get a better sense of what was around her. It didn't help, but it always made her feel better.  The world was strangely silent. Gone was the noisy street and the sirens in the distance. No neighbors yelling or loud televisions.  She couldn't even hear Alicia next door listening to her radio. She could hear Bo's unsteady breath and felt another blast of air which took her breath away too. "Bo? What is behind me?"

"It's. It's... A giant bird with a snake tail and there's a pile of bones near it." He whispered and pulled her back to him.

"What? A bird... with a snake tail? Are you sure it isn't just a bird with a snake behind it? Eagles are known for snatching things like snakes."

"Ya. I'm sure." He said quickly and a bit high pitch. "It's just staring at us." He hissed.

"Uhhh. Is there a door nearby?"

"Behind the bird." He said slowly.

"Oh." She paused. "What is near us?"

"Hay piles." He didn't add anything to his sentence, but he still had a hand on her arm.

"That's it?" Her mind was racing trying to put the pieces together.

"That's it."

"So... we need to get past it without getting eaten." She was at a loss.  Normally she had some, well, normalcy to base her actions on.  This. Was. Not. Normal.

"Preferably that... or I don't know... wake up. Did you include any crazy hippy mushrooms in that lasagna?"

"Ha! No. I didn't cause this. Plus, if we were high on shrooms, WE wouldn't be sharing the hallucination."

"Unless I'm just dreaming, and you aren't really here with me." He whispered.

"Why would you dream about being in a barn with a giant bird snake with a BLIND woman?"

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