Can I borrow a cup of salt? I’ve gotta take this pill.
I got pistol-whipped awake.
BANG
by the time I felt the first strike
my attacker swung again.
BANG
I was able to see him.
at least a little.
white skin, not a normal shade.
kind of gray, I guess. slimy.
black Homburg hat.
black suit, ill-fitting.
it looks like a child wearing
a suit made for an adult
except-
BANG
“Fuck me! That gun is heavy! How
do you carry it around all day?”
“Freeze.” came the calm command.
I rolled over.
“Stop resisting!”
he is screaming now.
BANG
I froze.
“This is the Thought Police! Listen
to me carefully. I am almost
out of energy. Your words ring too
many alarm bells!”
BANG
“You are stirring the pot too
much. Knock that off, or
I will see you soon.”
BANG