The Year of The IWA
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Discretion is advised.
The discretion once again triggers our senses. Rush is only seconds away. We wait.
But slowly, the words begin to fade into the darkness. It doesn't usually happen like this. Now, we are completely engulfed in blackness.
Wait. Something is happening. We hear something approaching. It is a muffled sound, and it grows louder. A visial soon accompanies: the word "TEN" in bold white font. It gradually grows larger on the screen as it approaches. The sounds continue to strengthen.
BOOM!
The word comes to a halt with the sound of a sledge hammer crashing against concrete. The word, "TEN" remeains on the screen for a few seconds. Then, in a flash, it disappears, only to be replaced by the word "NINE." Then, "EIGHT." Flash. "SEVEN." Flash. "SIX." "FIVE." "FOUR." Almost there.
"THREE"
"TWO"
"ONE"
. . .
The screen shatters like fragile glass, and the pieces of it drift away slowly, revealing a new screen:
The Year of The IWA