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the carrot and the pea

I couldn't quite put my finger on it why someone would give me two tickets. The design of the aluminium plaque highly fascinated me and I couldn't help staring at it for a while. I reckoned there must have been someone who desperately wanted me in the selection. And since last night had quite an effect on me, going a second time might be another elevating experience.
I loosened the grip on the gun and I gazed at the lifeless creature on the floor. The tension of the muscles in my right arm increased and started shaking. It was the first time in my life I fired a gun. The backfiring of the heavy handgun was thus greatly that it numbed my right shoulder. My lip began to tremble and just as I was about to drop the weapon, a fierce arm grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back into the reality of a dark room filled with nothing but the constant drone of generators.
I think everyone has experienced the feeling of a moist blanket wrapped around you and your mind keeps you too occupied to calm yourself down. Every little wrinkle is a burden and all you could do to force yourself to sleep is inflicting the idea upon yourself of the fact that you really needed the rest this time. The wet towel dries up and bothers you even more than it already had and once again you spend a nice twisting and turning around under the silvery sheets on your bed. I didn't want to rely on auto-pilot the whole day again. The first few weeks after they installed the generators I couldn't sleep. Gradually the noise grew on me and it started working rather soothing and why wouldn't it; I slept like a baby embrasing the sound of my childhood. The noise resembled a the sound of a badly grounded electrical piece of machinery, a 50 Hz-drone. In some parties it was even speculated that the whole town would be pestered by static electricity, yet the organisation's experts implied the generators would be of the most silent type and wouldn't suffer from any power-shortages at all anymore. The power used to fall out at least once every week, sometimes only for a few minutes, but occasionally we were left stumbling in the dark for the whole day. Only the large corporations who had their own power supply bathed in luxury.