“Die motherfucker!” he says, closing his hands around Michael’s throat. His thumbs press on the trachea. Michael’s face turns red, then purple, finally blue. The fight slips out of his body, and he fades to oblivion. Michael falls dead.
In the morning, Toby wishes he could remember the dream, because he always wakes up laughing.
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