Drowning in a mixture of piss, feces, and bleach, two things went through my head. The first: Ami I going to die? I flailed, I spluttered, my legs thrashed about behind me, hands supporting me with a vice-like grasp on the grimy toilet rim. A hand pressed down on the back of my head and applied...
Drowning in a mixture of piss, feces, and bleach, two things went through my head. The first: Ami I going to die? I flailed, I spluttered, my legs thrashed about behind me, hands supporting me with a vice-like grasp on the grimy toilet rim. A hand pressed down on the back of my head and applied...