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Brass knuckles

He awoke, sensing it was dark before he opened his eyes - sun-drenched blood red eye-lids had now faded to black, flecked with purple and midnight-blue stars.

He opened his eyes, and saw above him a towering shadow, with something shining beside it, like a dull oval moon. The shining object suddenly flew at him, and crunched into his nose.

John whited-out, wondering why God had to kiss him with brass knuckles to get him to heaven. He opened his eyes...

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