I Believe You Have It Too Now, Don't You?

The universe came out of him in tiny, big bangs of flim and cold brine. His grandfather's silhouette loomed over him against the evening skydon't try to move, the old man said. Crouching next to torsty on the granite, he lifted up his phone,. pointing the camera at torsty, and the screen lit up his face. He wasn't wearing his mask. The lines were deeper than torsty remembered. And then it all blinked outthe coughing brought torsty back. It felt like being chopped at with an axe right in the chest. Finally it stopped, leaving him freezing and shaking all over. Torsty wheezed. I saw