That God Thing
His head began to throb, as he winced, squeezing his eyes tight. “Why am I even asking these questions” he thought, “I don’t even want to go there.” Corey knew in this moment that he was a scuba diver without a tank, plunging into depths and currents he had no business entering…yet there he was, bubbles trailing him like a comet’s mist, in some unknown ocean extending around him with strange and silent arms.
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