“Wow Vicky! Awesome! Never thought I will be even experiencing this!” Mary mocked at me as she held my legs tighter. “don’t worry Maryan, you will experience many more things in the future that you wouldn’t have even imagined,” I state taking a double meaning but I know that she will never process it in the time being as she was slow. “what things?” she asked baffled.

 

“just things, as if I knew your future to tell you about them and even if I knew why would I tell you?” I smirked. “Vicky! You know that this is not the time to talk about all these things! Agggh! I can’t take this awful smell anymore. What in the hell is down there?” she asked as I tried getting a better grip of the wall. My hands were sweating and aching like hell. I was tired and couldn’t lift the double weight anymore.

 

“hahahah… your lovers are down there,” I mocked trying to distract myself. “no lover of mine is so dirty to stink like that! Don’t joke and tell me the actual thing!” she demanded. “what do you think will be down there in an ancient well below the Brooklyn Bridge from where we are hanging? Huh? Obviously there are dead bodies down there which are probably decaying,” I stated without a second thought. “please tell me that was a joke,” Mary’s voice now sounded like a child’s and reality flashed up in front of my eyes! Oh shit! “you know I can’t hold on much longer and I definitely don’t want to fall into a pit full of dead bodies and die feeling afraid of them! You know I’m scared to death to them,” she blabbered as she tightened her grip on my legs. “anyway, if I cant hold much longer, we will definitely fall,” I muttered mostly to myself. “No! no! no! Vicky hold on! Please! I don’t want to die due to fear down there!” she almost screamed. “as if you will survive the fall,” I mocked.