Barricade. Weekend writing prompt 135

We ran through the streets, trying to escape the angry crowd behind us. We weren’t the cause of their anger, but we were certainly caught up in their wrath.

Let me explain. We were given 30 free all access tickets to a “Dead Black Frog” concert. They were legit tickets I swear. Too many tickets for just Stretch and me, so we went to the Sick Lizard bar and sold the free tickets.

We got in early but the guys from the bar came in a bit later and were drunk or stoned or both. The Bouncer and Roadies kicked all of us out. That’s when the chase started and ended at the wire-topped fence. A barricade that couldn’t easily be overcome.

The nurses and doctors just shook their heads as they dressed our many wounds.

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