Having an average, normal day in his average normal life, Grandpa Bill was walking down the street to the store. He just ran out of milk and his wife has been badgering him to get some

He walks into the store goes down aisle three and grabs the milk. At the cash register he hears a bang, and then another bang, and then another and another. "Quit firing off those damn firecrackers you good forsaken hooligans, back in my day-" And then he was shot, in the back of the head by the man with the big revolving "firecracker".

Darkness..... 

Darkness......

Even more darkness......

'Why the fuck is it so dark?'

'Ugh it feels like I'm swimming but my arms are tied to my sides. And instead of water I feel like I'm swimming through cow shit, bad thing is I know exactly how that's like. What'd that fish say in that movie with the orange fish that lost his dad? Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. Sounds like a helluva plan to me.'

Darkness.........

Darkness...........

Even more darkness........

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Hours and hours passed by like this. Darkness surrounding you to the point where all you know is darkness. 

'Darkness..........'

'Darkness...........'

'Light......Ugh it just never ends does it?'

'Wait, light?'

Yes! I can see it through the cracks! Damn how far was I down? Just a few more minutes and I can be at the light!'

Five minutes passed and like a humpback whale emerging from the ocean, the old Grandpa flew out of the ground.

'Ah it feels good to finally stretch my arms and legs!' 

........

'Speaking of my arms and legs, I can't seem to move them. Oh well, I'll just crawl along this road here until the feeling comes back in them.'

............ 

'Holy hell it's fucking tough, I was a whole lot easier just swimming it.'

'I feel like I'm getting somewhere now! Oh yeah here we go! I think I see an ocean! Cmon arms, c'mon legs, hurry and wake the fuck up, we could've been there by now!'

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

'A-ah I'm finally at the ocean, maybe now I can finally get some well deserved rest.'

And that's what he did he layed down and fell asleep.

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'Ugh my ba-. Wait, this doesn't feel right, my back isn't sore, my joints don't ache, my morning wood isn't up this morning! Ah it's probably just from that rigorous swimming and crawling yesterday.' 

'My arms and legs still feel numb, oh well nevermind that now. I'm kinda thirsty but in a weird way where it's not just my throat, it's my entire body. Strange. I can't get rid of it by thinking about it so I guess I'll go have a drink. Damn I wish I brought my whiskey.'

He goes down to the ocean.

'No...... No..... No. No. No. No. This can't be happening! It's a lie! I'll not believe my eyesight! This is my worst nightmare! I look like my grandfather's dick!?