Two people, plus a woman. Then a crowd.
Of being dangerous to one, or simply a comfort hazard, of having heaved some heavy body some part of the way uphill time and yet again, of having peered. Out one eye and in the other, and in one eye, nay behind both eyes, something believing.
Of having said this and nothing furthermore.
Of having pried both eyes wide with two fingers each, thumb and another finger, thumb and another finger, one person uphill and the other person downhill.
A woman who has never held a job, never driven a car, never had anyone raise any voice at her.

Woman having been referred to as loose, loose in the head, lets a few words drop from her mouth.
Peer down the hill, hold two eyes pried open using two hands and yet now more than two people accumulating uphill downhill, an aggregate of downhill persons meets an aggregate of uphill persons at some finite or defined forthcoming moment.

One person uphill says nothing at all, except in the form of two prying fingers, regarding one downhill person.

Downhill person in particular, or not to lay such specific trappings.
Everyone else, as a member of the home audit takes it all in from what is presumed to be a safe distance.
A banging is heard on the door, and a woman who has never opened the door stands behind it with her hands on her hips, indignant at the thought.
Meanwhile a downhill person lifts an uphill person, then staggers sideways in a lack of conviction.

A new downhill person lifts both the staggering downhill and saddled uphill person, staggers backward in a lack of momentum.

Soon an assembly of staggering bodies.
Speed arrives from a distance although no one notices at first.

Gravity slows down as it can.

The hill itself, staunch in its angle.

The home audit members grow restless and start packing their bags. one person lifts a bag labeled wanderlust, but leaves it behind in confusion. The only person who has ever said anything so far is the woman who has never spoken her mind. The only two executable actions, the home audit remembers, is that of staggering and that of prying eyes open. The lifting is never completely so transitive as it may believe itself at any given moment. On the other hand, all moments are given, just as everyone here is a member, just as any moment is dangerous to everyone, even those who claim to be comfortable and those who plan to stay at home and those who have never left in the first place. Having been swept away, or up, or out. Under some dirty table. Both uphill and downhill are both here and there, and neither uphill persons nor downhill persons have any expressable doubt. What they do have, however, builds itself up the longer they stay on the hill, which is by this time bordering on excessive. The woman takes her hands off her hips but no one is there to feel any relief.
 
 
 
Given all of the conditions above, including the one-dimensional hill, any of the above performers are asked to drop their shoulders, gather their last bearings, remove any metal from their persons. 

A rush of simulated heat and its wherefore.