The Death of 1977 (Book 3)

"You got a visitor, Mercer!" A large, white, male jail guard announced as he unlocked the cell door.

Charles sat up drowsy and disoriented on his little bed and watched as Audra came inside the cell. The man had been awake for the past several hours, but his energy had been left behind in the shelter. His lethargic eyes looked on as Audra, who was wearing only her long, grey wool coat, meekly came inside and stood before him. Already the man could feel the weight of her worried stare bear down upon him like heat vision. Charles wiped his messy face before taking a huge breath and placing his hands on his knees as to say he was preparing for a lesson.

Audra stood for a moment or two before sitting down beside the man. At first her face was down to the floor, appearing as if she were too shy to speak. Down the hallway could be heard other cell doors either opening or shutting, along with various men talking out loud or cursing.

Audra looked up and out the cell door before turning her head to Charles. "They mentioned that you would be out of here tomorrow." She said to Charles' despondent face.

Charles just nodded before clearing his throat and muttering, "Yep, just a few more hours."

Audra turned away for a second before looking back at the man with a tense glare on her face. "Why did you go to that place, Charles?"

Charles' stone face wouldn't turn from the bars in front of him. It was as though he were transfixed upon their cold and lifeless alloy.

"It's like I told you, something is hunting me down." His scratchy voice uttered.

same something was at the

I really don't know what I saw or felt back there, but I

Audra remarked, "Charles... I don't understand any of this. If someone is hunting you down then you should have called the

Charles' deep voice dropped. "I don't know what my son was in to,

this one room, we see the lady that used

tear started to form and dribble down Charles' right eye at that instant as

nasty world we live in." He murmured so sadly while balling up

fine and they'll drop the charges. Personally, I think

fine. Then I'll come home, pack my things...and

Audra's face instantly went pale right then. Her hands started to shake as she reared back. "And just where are

from here," he kept his eyes

whatever you think is happening to you, it can be managed. I've known you now for four months, and in those months you

at her. For that matter, he couldn't turn or move at all. It was almost as if he were