Prompt: Aubrey looked into the mirror, his eyes red and teary.
Aubrey looked into the mirror, his eyes red and teary. This was his fourth time being caught in the crosshairs of relentless, tear-gas-trigger happy cops. The burn always felt the same, but after the second time you got over it. Or at least, you told yourself you were over it. Aubrey splashed cold water over his face a few more times; the cool soothed. Just as he was wiping his face, trying hard to resist the urge to rub his eyes, the bathroom door slammed open and he heard a herd of voices yelling. Aubrey quickly moved towards one of the stalls, afraid that the voices belonged to pigs wielding heavy batons and a license for impunity.
Before he could make it, his arm was grabbed and he was pushed down to the floor; his teeth hit the ceramic. He tried to yell and look up to identify the faces, but several hands were working to keep his mouth firmly enmeshed with the with tiled floor. He then a heard a voice from the near distance.
“Just do it now.”
The hands on his head and face slightly relaxed as they listened to what was being said, giving Aubrey the opportunity to move his right eye upward.
That’s when the first boot came down.
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