In case you forgot,
As you read this missive again,
I was... Bleeding For You!
BLEEDING FOR YOU (AN EXCERPT)
(Rugby, North Dakota)
...I left the scene of the frightful murders of my friends not very long ago. The front door of the café was locked shut… actually jammed shut with the locking mechanism that had been crushed shut. I had to climb out the restroom window, into the nighttime darkened alley, to escape the carnage. I’m back home at my apartment now and I’m sitting in the darkness of my bedroom, cowering and shaking in the corner like a wet frightened animal!...