Anon - Anon & Dash Goes to a Slipknot Concert

>A deafening blast sets your eardrums alight.
>Every bone within you shatters as you are thrown from your feet.
On the ground, a dense smoke moves in to envelop you.
>You crawl.
>Past the fallen bodies.
>Past the discoloured vomit.
>You crawl until your hand finds a cold steel rod, half buried in the earth.

>With all your might, you heave yourself to your feet, wheezing away and choking on the harsh fumes you inhaled near the ground.
>You stand and regain your composure, air once again fills your lungs.

>But all is not well, for upon turning towards the trampled field behind you, you see a man.
>A big, bulkish man, glowering and flaring his nostrils like a wild boar..
>Singling you out.

>He shuffles his foot like a bull, before tossing his arms out and charging you full speed.
>He releases a bloodcurdling screech and curses you in his approach.
>This is it, you think.
>This is how you're going to die.

>Before the ungodly mass of flesh could strike you down however, a hand, sweet savior, pulled you aside.
>You look back as the beefcake strikes the pipe.
>He rebounds and stumbles back before landing on the hard patch of dirt behind his own clumsy feet.
>Out cold.

>Your savior speaks up.
"Christ, Anon! We've only been here ten minutes and you've nearly gotten yourself killed!"
"How many times on the way up here did I tell you to STAY AWAY FROM THE MOSH PITS?!"
>You scoff.
>"Almost as many times as you farted in the fucking car, I'm sure.."
>She punches you square in the gut.
>If that jock didn't kill you, she surely will.

>First and last time you'll EVER go with Dash to a Slipknot concert.