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They banged against the bars of the cell, lusting for my flesh. I saw against the rear wall and waited. After days the bars had bent forward, the pressure from bodies pressed to it had become too much. Tired and starving I was beginning to hear the rotting corpses speak. "shori you can?" and "hey doh ken" the meaning behind these phrases was lost on me. The zombies against the bars had gotten pressed through the bars like a grinder. I felt sick and would have wretched if there were anything in my stomach to expel. The bars creaked and the walls groaned. The cell collapse forward and a flood began to pour forward. Gnashing teeth, jagged claws, empty eyes, and dead souls. I stood my back against the cool jail cell wall. "shor you ken?" I responded "Tiger."
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Anonymous2013-08-31 8:13
That's because you're looking at it the wrong way. When you see a cyclone from the top, you are seeing where it is releasing the air that it sucks up. Thus, the direction of reference is traveling outward from the center along the spiral, not inward.