The Music Man

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The explosion sends me crashing across the room, slamming into a window that’s already in the process of getting blown apart. I fall out of the room and come crashing down onto the grass, and I let out a gasp of pain as I feel hundreds and thousands of glass shards cutting my hands and face.

Behind me, there’s another loud boom. Not all of the devices went off at once, and I can hear a couple more being detonated now. I haul myself up and turn to look, but suddenly another huge blast sends me bumping across the lawn until I hit the slope at the edge, at which point I begin to roll down. I try to steady myself, but I’m already falling faster and a moment later the ground gives way beneath me.

I hit my head on a rock and – as I lose consciousness – the last thing I feel is the sensation of plummeting through the air.

Several years earlier…

Pulling the curtain aside, I peer out at the audience.

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