Clovis put his hands out in front of himself, at least he thought he did, and tried to feel around and find anything that seemed familiar. Nothing. Just space.

“Damn, there’s got to be something – you’re not getting rid of me this easily,” he said. At the same moment his hand swept across something sharp. “Ouch! Where the hell am I?” He moved his hands slowly, feeling the overall shape of this object. “Jeez Louise, a nail!? There’s a nail by my head?”.

He slid his head away from the nail. Slowly felt around the nail and found a gap, big enough he thought, to push his hand through.


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