Heads on a Stake

Hello. My name is Togora. I'm here to tell you about the strangest occurrence anyone could experience. It is indeed strange, but the tale must be told.

I was working in the Jam Mart. It was after hours; my duty was to clean the place up and re-organize the furniture.

I accidentally slipped on a rug that I was going to dust off, and I felt myself rapidly tilt forwards. My head hit the ground hard. A hollow thud rang around the mart.

I continued to work despite the dull throb in my forehead. I gripped the broom in my paws and continued sweeping the room, brushing the dust and muddy pawprints off of the tile floor.

As I was beating the rugs and rolling them back up to place on the shelf, I suddenly slid backwards. My legs could not hold me up.

(WIP)