Sunday, February 01, 2004

2338 November 18 Mike is getting into his car. He had left it in front of Kate's place, where it broken down. Someone was supposed to come and tow it to the garage to be fixed. No one had come so Mike was about to see if he could start it One Last Time.
As he opened the door he saw someone he recognized in the distance and heard a click. The click made him turn and start to run. The blast threw him and as he was being thrown a flash of pain and memory came flooding back , then blackness, oblivion. Mike awoke, pain throbbing in his head. He was fifteen, in the hospital, answering questions as though it were years ago. As though his date with Kenyon had just happened and his car had just blown up.

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