The crows starts to clear out as people find their heads.
The auditorium is full of chatter as heads try to call out to their bodies, though you could definitely hear some of them trying to trade up.
After such an exhaustive search, your head certainly wasn't here which means someone else already claimed it. Damn, now you were without a head. You looked around, but the magician was long gone. A few bodies remained, looking over the few heads left.
"Hey, sir" you hear. You turn to the voice. A young woman's head lay on the ground, looking right up at you.
You confusedly point to yourself in question.
"Yes, you. How'd you like a free lady head? You can carry me around or leave me on a shelf. Yours now for the low low price of picking me up off this hard floor"
She was definitely a funny head. You pull out your phone to talk, something you've gotten very used to this past week.
"Don't you want your own body? Why me?" you ask her.
"I did, but I watched my own body grab some bitch's head and leave without me! You look like someone took your head already. Plus you're pretty hot for a headless guy"
You would've blushed at her remark had you possessed checks.
"Thanks, you're a pretty cute head yourself"
You then go ahead and pick her up. It was weird holding a disembodied head. Especially after having lost your own, to be holding someone else's.
"Thanks for taking me, hope you take good care of me"
You nodded your vacant neck to assure her you would.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.21 seconds at 9:13pm on Apr 04, 2025 via server WEBX1.