He was groggy, but the stench of the
land fill was unmistakeable, he had been running them for decades.
The weight of the trash on top of him was already making it hard to
breathe. The machinery he could faintly hear told him that yelling
was going to be a waste, but he yelled. “HEEEEEELLP! HEY! ANYBODY?”
To his surprise, the weight pressing
against him suddenly lessened. A few moments later the tremendous
pressure was back and he was being lifted. Fear and panic shot
through him as he realized that he was in the incinerator building.
He was dropped.
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