I think I’m with some friends and my girlfriend at the horse track or something – I can’t quite remember. Someone passes me by and manages to push me over so that I fall backwards and slam the top of my head into the concrete floor. A big gaping hole exposes my brain, and it hurts like hell. I start looking for stuff to compress the wound; newspapers, a jacket, socks and – by total surpsrise – cotton balls that are just laying around. I put them all into the hole in my head and then ask someone to hold it in place while I try to find something to tie it all up with. I manage to produce some straps of cloth and I’m trying to instruct the person holding the compress in place what I’m about to do, and the person just lets go of the whole thing while I’m working on strapping it all in, so a piece of my skull just flaps open and my brain falls on the ground with a disgusting thud.
I wake up.
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