The Goat Ate My Sandwich

Share story The goat ate my sandwich. I ran after it into woods but it kept moving backwards down a slope while staring directly into eyes mine. I realized that goat could hear my heartbeat then something impossible started working backwards in reverse so my organs floated. The sound filled my chest spreading through the air and everyone screamed. That moment felt heavy then everything stopped. My hands felt wet with milk so the impossible returned then the ground split into a staircase and I descended. Stairs descended into a garden lit from underneath by glowing slugs that pulsed and glowed with bioluminescence casting patterns that looked familiar. Patterns danced overhead like memories of childhood and you were holding my hair pulling hard enough it bled. Blood pooled between the flagstones spreading into words spelling yes. I heard breathing outside breathing was mine. The breathing came as a gasp and.