Brian was lying on his bed. He took a drag off his joint and paused his Playstation 2. He was feeling kind of sleepy and decided to close his eyes for a second. He sat the controller on the side of the bed and started to rest.
Brian opened his eyes. He was now on a crowded street. As he was walking around he looked down. There was a tiny ball rolling on the ground. Brian could swear that he saw a little man in a striped sweater pushing it. He blinked once and the ball was gone. It must have been his imagination.
He sat down in a park bench and glanced around. There were quite a few people out today. And for some reason the area seemed to have a lot of litter lying around. There was a lot of old fruit, papers, dice, other objects just sitting on the street.
As he was looking at the untidy area he noticed what appeared to be a frog, a thimble, and a bunch of ladybugs rolling around on the ground. Again there was the tiny man pushing the ball of assorting items.
"I'm too fucking stoned to be out today," Brian said and got off the bench and started walking around again. As he paced around the area he didn't see the ball of frogs, thimbles, ladybugs, alley cats, and porno mags rolling around.
He saw a small coffee shop and looked in the window. There didn't appear to be anyone in there. Was there some kind of parade going on out here that they were attending? As he stared into the window he didn't see the ball of frogs, thimbles, ladybugs, alley cats, porno mags, babies, and watermelons rolling past him.
He turned away from the window and noticed that a number of the items in the street were now gone. Someone must have cleaned them up. He continued walking down the street. He paid no attention to the enormous ball which sucked up a number of people behind him.
Then he turned around and saw the ball, now covered in bodies headed towards him. He screamed and started running down the street but the ball quickly caught up with him. As it touched him he felt as though he was being sucked into it. He tried his hardest to pull free but he was stuck.
He was rolling around and feeling quite nauseus. But then he was horrified when he saw a large butcher knife sitting blade up on the road. In fact there were about a dozen of the things ahead of him.
He screamed as he was rolled on top of the first blade. It sank deep into his flesh. He was rolled under the ball then as he was pulled back to the top he realized with horror that he was going to come into contact with the next one as well.
Each blade was perfectly spaced to stab him when the ball touched them. After the eleventh blade was in his body he saw that there was only one more left. He closed his eyes and waited for it to strike him. But then the ball suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and saw the blade directly in front of his head.
"Fuck, not big enough. Guess I have to make this one into stardust," the little man said.
Suddenly the ball shot rapidly into the air. Brain screamed one last time as the ball burst into flames, killing him.
AN: this chapter won't have much to do with the rest of the story. I just wanted to give you guys a death scene to tide you guys over. The next few chapters are only going to be story development with no violence.