Originally posted by shiv
Slim turned the corner and approached the front gate spinning a silver chain with a bunch of keys on the end

Slim slipped
he tripped...
felt the keys slip from his grasp
and watched them sail through the air in slow mo.... through the metal mesh in the gutter into the sewer.

The time was 1am. Temperature minus 5 degrees Centigrade

o_O That one time happened with the keys to my bike lock...