Grunge knights and the holy grail

Grunge knights and the holy grail

Bill Williams slowly came out of a daze.The outside world, once a numb meaningless blur slowly began to sharpen. Gradually he became aware of his body,he sensed himself shivering.

His eyes adjusted their hazy focus,a puff of steam glides in front of his line of vision. It was his breath in the cold of a lonely country road.it was night or early morning. There was no sound. He was walking,squishing muddy footprints into the road. He looked around trying to remember how he had got here on this empty road,scared with puddles. There was the occasional house,unlit. Behind him,his footprints went out of sight,and straight through the mud puddles that got in the way.He had a blanket wrapped around him. Under that he was barefoot,with blue jeans and a black shirt."Where the fuck am I?". He walked on,after a half mile a large truck splattered by him,the driver didn’t even look.Bill felt embarrassed to be walking around with the blanket.He threw it into the flooded ditch,it was crusted with mud anyway.

A couple more cars pass,ignoring him. He comes to a flooded out area. The fields and road are underwater.His heart did a drum solo and he felt the first surges of panic. He had walked four miles since he had first come to, who knows how many before that. He couldn’t bare the thought of turning back.He went go walking timidly into the flood,setting his sights for the bridge due ahead, it’s rails above water. His knees shiver as the cold brown water soaked through his jeans.Once he stepped on some thing that darted away,unseen.He ran with big steps to the bridge where the water was only ankle deep. On the other side the road became visible again,after 40 yards of water.

He stepped back to the visible muddy road with a relieved sigh. He walked on, sweating and shivering realizing he has been here before. Straight ahead,about two miles on is a place he used to hide out sometimes, to get away from the hostile world. His thoughts where broken as he slipped and fell into the ditch with a muddy splash!He lay there a second shaking his head solemnly. Just then he sank deeper into the mud,over his head.He clawed disparately, his fingers making furrows in the slimy road. is legs kicked spasmodically as he kept his breath held and his eyes closed. finally he wrestled his way back onto the road collapsing in exhaustion.He was completely covered in mud,and miserable.