The Contortionist

Photo by Gyan Shahane on Unsplash

Jacob stretched his hands upwards and yawned. It was in that distinct moment that he decided to showcase a series of movements he had learnt from his mentor. Regaining control of his muscles, beads of perspiration trickled down his forehead as he wiped them away.

There was no time to lose — he thought to himself. Grabbing the cardboard box next to his bed, Jacob maneuvered his limbs so that he was able to fit his entire body…

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