At the party people were all drinking and talking, just having a grand time.
I looked at the alcohol, tempted to take a drink, but refused.
As my fellow friends got wasted I leant against a wall, watching.
But something didn't feel right.
I watched carefully as party goers began to scream. Their skin bubbled up blisters, the boils popping and excreting puss.
I looked at them, almost passive, as they fell to the ground in anguish.
I didn't expect the acid in the beer would have this result.
But I never measured out the amount as I poured it.
Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
Haha! I got an inkling half way through, but what a deliciously evil narrator. Great stuff Aishling!