IWA RP 4/4/01

Several hours later.....................

The hard press workout is over with. The running, jumping and all that mess is a distance memory now. Besides, like we really wanted to see that. Moving on, Chamber is in the locker room after finishing his said workout. No one is in the room as this is a small private gym that he has found. It’s tucked away behind a unmarked room. NO signs or nothing, but the ones in the known, know where this place is. And usually, there is no one there. That’s the greatness of this place. A place to get away, away from the fans and other fellow IWA folks. And everyone that is a members here has their own life that they lead in which they like to get away from it all, including other people.

In the room, there is of course the full length mirror. What gym doesn’t have one of them. And this one is busy, as Chamber stands in front of it. His hands at his sides. His eyes are fixed on the mirror as if he is looking past the mirror at something He blinks ever so slowly, almost trance like. His leg is just about healed, which is good. But his hand on the other hand, is, not doing so well. The back of his hand is healed, it’s his joints on his fingers. They haven’t been able to heal and thus after his workout are bleeding now. The blood flows from his first joint and the blood trickles down his fingers to his fingers tips, beading up and gathering weight before gravity takes over and pulls it to the ground. Will it ever heal? No one knows, not even Chamber.

Chamber shuts his eyes. His body is all relaxed. Slowly he opens them again. His eye lids twitch as the slide up his eye ball. The pupils in his eyes swell shut, cutting off the light of the gym. He blind again, as if regaining 

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