Mickey Madhouse

As the ride begins to move, the thought of you being in mortal danger completely exits your mind and you are taken back to a moment of happiness. In this moment, you reach for the handlebars. “Safety first” your mother’s voice starts to echo through your head. You pull the bar down towards your lap and a sharp stabbing pain begins to become more and more pronounced. As you bring your hand over your stomach to clutch it, as if this would stop the pain, your finger glides against a small pocket knife that was poking out from the bar. You start to realize what has happened.