He felt his temples begin to sweat and the pace of his pulse quicken. Nevertheless, he tried to keep a calm head. This couldn’t be what it seemed. He would have remembered being shoved into a wooden coffin that wouldn’t open. He would have also remembered being buried alive, for he had decided by this point the reason he was finding it so difficult to remove the lid was because there was a good six-feet of dirt packed above it. That is what people did to people they put in coffins—they buried them. He would have remembered the faces of those who did it though, wouldn’t he? At the very least, he would remember why this horrible thing was done to him. What had he ever done to anybody to deserve this sort of treatment?
The Man With The Mustache closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. He concentrated on slowing his heart rate and breathing steadily. He didn’t think to himself, “I need to slow my heart rate and breathe more steadily.” Remember, that wasn’t the type of man the Man With The Mustache was. He just knew on an instinctual level that if he did not keep a cool head, sooner or later, probably sooner, his head would become very cool, but also very vacant.
He felt his temples begin to sweat and the pace of his pulse quicken. Nevertheless, he tried to keep a calm head. This couldn’t be what it seemed. He would have remembered being shoved into a wooden coffin that wouldn’t open. He would have also remembered being buried alive, for he had decided by this point the reason he was finding it so difficult to remove the lid was because there was a good six-feet of dirt packed above it. That is what people did to people they put in coffins—they buried them. He would have remembered the faces of those who did it though, wouldn’t he? At the very least, he would remember why this horrible thing was done to him. What had he ever done to anybody to deserve this sort of treatment?
The Man With The Mustache closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. He concentrated on slowing his heart rate and breathing steadily. He didn’t think to himself, “I need to slow my heart rate and breathe more steadily.” Remember, that wasn’t the type of man the Man With The Mustache was. He just knew on an instinctual level that if he did not keep a cool head, sooner or later, probably sooner, his head would become very cool, but also very vacant.
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