The Death of 1977 (Book 3)
Chapter 42
"Time to wake up," a man's loud voice bellowed outside the dumpster in which Jeremiah was still lying cold inside.
The man struggled to awaken himself from the harsh slumber in which he had been trapped. He could hear the man outside repeat his four words over and over again, but for the life of him Jeremiah couldn't figure out just who he could have been speaking to. All of the sudden, a blasting knock at the dumpster caused Jeremiah to jump so violently that he hit the top of his head on the dumpster's steel lid.
"Who's in there?" An old, dingy looking, bearded black man opened the lid.
The sunlight rushed right inside the dumpster to where Jeremiah had to shield his eyes. The man then attempted to get up only to remember the effects of the beating he endured. Immediately he slumped back down into the pile of filth.
"Man, what are you doin' in there?" The old man looked confused. "Are you drunk or somethin'?"
Rubbing his aching jaw, Jeremiah once more tried to sit up until his hands reached the rim of the cold dumpster. "What...what day is it?" He slurred.
Halloween, man. Where you been?" the old man
fucking trash can, there's where." Jeremiah cantankerously griped as he climbed up and out of the dumpster,
his feet hit the hard pavement he staggered backwards into the dumpster scaring numerous cats away
you yelling at a
waking up my buddies around here." He pointed at the scurrying felines. "On chilly mornings like these they tend to oversleep. They usually hide
and body felt like someone had beaten him repeatedly with baseball bats. He wrapped his jacket around his body as tightly
"It's time to wake up, friend!"
he could see the fellow as clear as if he were standing directly in front of him. Such a thing
own car that was, much to his shock, still parked in its original spot. Without even going for his keys Jeremiah opened the driver's side door and got in. The second he shut the door he sat perfectly still inside the frigid vehicle and rested his painful body in the seat. What was going through his head was a tidal wave of everything horrific, and
what he had survived up until then. Jeremiah then lifted his head
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