The lights went out, sending us all over the edge. Being suddenly blind is quite as shocking as the dreadful sensation of falling—no, not of falling, of the weird moment before a fall when gravity is all confusion. An interim.
The lights came on, and we all, blinking in the electric glow, seemed to see the world as though new born, confused and ready to cry. Then someone did cry; cried out in terror. That’s when we saw the body.
“He’s dead!” the woman shrieked.
I bent down, searching for a pulse
Then Frank started laughing and rolled over.
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