Wed Jan 08, 2014 3:39 pm
It was a Friday night, a few months ago. I had been out on the town drinking with friends, celebrating someones birthday.
The clouds were low, and the moon at a dull glaze, creating an ambient scene that one would expect from the cinema.
I found myself wondering the streets, separated from my companions, but not entirely interested in finding them.
Instead I found a suspiciously ominous alleyway to venture down, unbeknownst to the dangers that may lie ahead.
A family of mice scattered as I stumble down the alley, knocking over a group of trashcans and almost falling over the bags.
I remember looking back at the street and it appearing miles away, but I continued with my quest(drunken stupor) to find the end of the alley.
All of a sudden, something grabbed my leg! It was so dark I couldn't see but i felt it pulling me into whatever abyss it came from.
I jolted in the opposite direction of the beast but I found myself on the ground, being jerked towards the beast. The creature had a grip of both legs.
I was effortless.
I saw my life flash before my eyes.
Then he was there.
At first a silhouette, but then a glimmer of light hit face.
I knew as soon as I saw the beard, that it was Cohh.
Suddenly a fist flew out of the mountain of hair on his chin, extending its reach just far enough for me to grab onto.
The creature had a tight grip on my legs, but stood no chance to the mighty beard I had only heard tales of.
My legs felt like they were being ripped from my torso, but I could tell the beast's grip was slipping. I blacked out from the pain, knowing I was going to be ok.
When i awoke, I was drenched in rain. Confused, I tried to stand up but could only make it to my knees.
My legs gave out instantly and I began to fall back to the ground, but I fell into a pair of arms, cushioned by a pillow cohh's beard seemed to have formed into for me.
I fell back into a slumber of exhaustion, but as I did, I heard a voice say to me:
"You're part of the cohhilition now, safe in our arms"