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I AM AT A SCHOOL OF SOME KIND, AND I SEE A FEW STUDENTS WALKING AT THE END OF A LONG HALLWAY. IT IS VERY BRIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL SO THEIR FEATURES ARE TOUGH TO MAKE OUT. AS I GET CLOSER I NOTICE THEY ARE WALKING STANGELY, SLOWLY, ALMOST WITHOUT PURPOSE. AS I GET EVEN CLOSER, THEY SLOWLY TURN TO LOOK AT ME, AND I SEE THEY HAVE NO FACES. WELL THEY HAVE VERY BLURRED FACES. THEY ALL SLOWLY START TO WALK TOWARDS ME. I HEAR A PIERCING SET OF STRING INSTRUMENTS BEGIN TO PLAY VERY SCARY MUSIC AND I CAN HEAR A HEARTBEAT IN THE MUSIC. I START TO RUN AS I AM NOW FRIGHTENED. I TRY TO OPEN A DOOR, AND ONE OF THE FIGURES THANDS BEHIND THE DOOR. AS I OPEN IT, THEY TURN ABRUPTLY TOWARDS ME. AS THEY DO, THEIR FACE BECOMES EVEN MORE CONTORTED AND GROTESQUE. I SLAM THE DOOR AND CONTINUE RUNNING. I KEEP TRYING DOORS, AND EACH TIME THERE IS A FIGURE ON THE OTHER SIDE, AND EACH TIME THEIR FACE IS MORE CONTORTED THAN THE ONE BEFORE IT. MEANWHILE THE FIGURES CHASING ME ARE BECOMING INCREASINGLY FASTER AND FASTER AND GETTING CLOSER TO CATCHING ME.

There is all black then as if a spark of light hit the floor, I see light and I walk out of a room. I look behind me and see the door close. the door is like a solid metal, bending above me as I look up. I am holding a hand, which is my guess because I feel something soft yet hard. Something hot yet cool, something squishy. I am pulled forward, yet I try to stop walking. Like I know what is going to happen next. I turn and wiggle my small hand till i am free. When I am free I start to run, but before I know it I am facing that same metal door. I look for any sign of escape. The door opens an inch and to my surprise, there is a light. I move my hand to the door, but just as I touch it, pain begins to rise in my fingers and then the light becomes bitter and bleak.

Zo leverde de opkomst van de Angelsaksen heerlijk gespreksstof op (Graeme Obree maakte zijn eigen fiets uit oude onderdelen van een wasmachine, echt waar!), was het smullen toen de Colombianen door de Alpen gingen dansen (Luis Herrera verdiende 抯 winters wat bij als tuinman, echt, geen geintje!) en kon midden jaren爊egentig het vermakelijke verhaal van de eerste Japanner in de Tour worden opgedist (Imanaka reed met een fototoestel in zijn achterzak zodat hij de fietsen en de technische snufjes van zijn concurrenten kon vastleggen). Size 13 mens

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