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The Party

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He felt his stomach lurch, the contents rising...

A cautionary tale.

The music pounded in his ears, vibrating through his head. “Oh no,” he thought. I've got to go home.”

He closed his eyes, the flashing of the disco lights made his eyes hurt. He could hear the guests shouting above the throbbing rhythm. He vowed that he would never drink so much again.

A glaring white flashed across his face and then it was gone leaving the disco lighting flashing blue and red, yellow and white.

He felt his stomach lurch, the contents rising, and he was sure that he had wet himself.

He tried to get onto his knees.

“Don't try to move, Sir!” The voice firm but reassuring. “The fire brigade will cut you free in no time.”

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