Po Six

Leaving the police station Robert was furious. Angry at how the officer treated him and mad as hell at the guy who kidnapped him. The flame inside Robert grew larger and larger until it consumed him. The flame withstood the rain that he was now walking in and continued as the rain became more relentless. Drenched, Robert didn’t try to seek shelter. Instead he just stood there and the flame continued to burn. Slowly the flame was beginning to extinguish and the anger began to subdue. Suddenly an ambulance hurried around the corner, interrupting Robert’s silence, peace, and calm. Intrigued, Robert followed the speeding car as fast as he could. It didn’t go far because once it was out of sight, he saw it parked and the paramedics aboard hurrying to get to the playground. Damnit, I hope no kid has been hurt he thought. To his relief it was only some old lady. Probably just slipped in the rain. She'll be okay. This was quickly dissolved when he said that the woman didn't look at okay at all. She wasn't breathing. She was still, just there. It was so sad to Robert that he quickly left to go home with a morbid outlook on life.

Po Fi

The next day Robert hurried to the police station to report what happened to Ruth – or at least all he could remember. As he walked to the station he tried his best to remember it all but it was like his mind had been erased. All he had was his throbbing head and bruised face. Every now and again tidbits of information would reveal themselves to him. When he passed the bus stop he suddenly remembered that Ruth was at the bus stop when the sound of shattered glass filled her ears and the intolerable pain came over her. Somehow Ruth ended up in a basement, tied to a pole. Next she was naked, revealing herself as a man. The cursing that she heard as a result almost made her embarrassed. After getting a glimpse of the map who had been saying these things to her, she was left on the street.
“This morning I woke up on the side of the street,” Robert exclaimed, exhausted after arriving at the police station.
“In this town, tell me sometime new,” the cop replied.
“This is serious,” Robert yelled.
“I’m being serious too man, lady, whatever you are,” the cop said.
Robert couldn’t believe what was happening in front of him. Here he was reporting what was a crime and all the cop could do was crack jokes.
“I am begging you,” Robert pleaded, “please help.”
“I am trying to but first you have to tell me what happened.”
“I don’t know much. All I remember is that I was hit on the head with a bottle and taken to this strange place and then left alone on the street.”
“Do you know who did this?” The officer asked.
“No,” Robert said, “I but I did see him. I just can’t describe him.”
“Well ma’am, sir, sir,” the cop said, “in order for us to help you, you have to help us help you.”
“I just don’t know. I need help.”
“Well I just told you – ” The officer was interrupted by the door opening abruptly.
Into the station came a woman in handcuffs. She looked so out – of – place. She was crying saying how she didn’t mean to do it and the she was only trying to protect herself. A stern “Ms. Lewis” made her stop it all. Robert could tell he wouldn’t get any attention with “Ms. Lewis” there so he decided he would handle the issue on his own.

Post FO

“Are you scared?” the voice asked from the phone.
“Scared of what?” Robert asked.
“You know that crazy guy escaped from the police,” Katee said.
“Oh I wasn’t aware of that, but I can protect myself,” Robert said.
After a short conversation, Robert went through the store and placed the usual into his cart – Lucky O’s breakfast cereal, skim milk, bread, and lunch meat. While in the check out line, he heard the sound of an indistinguishable voice through a megaphone. Slowly the crowd exited the store. Robert figured whatever was going on wasn’t more important than his food. Once done paying for his food and reaching the door he saw what everyone was breaking their necks to see. Some idiot was on top of the bank, claiming he was Jesus.” If he’s Jesus then we should let him prove it,” Robert thought.
In the crowd outside of the store, Robert saw a familiar face. There, between two tall, lanky men was Loretta Lynn McMurphy.
“Hey Loretta,” Robert said. She didn’t respond. She just stood there. Almost as if she was stuck in her mind. “Loretta, hey Loretta!”She said nothing. He didn’t want to continue this and so shuffled his way home.
Later that night was the time for Ruth. She came out like a bear from hibernation only much more glamorous. Fire red hair and lips to match accented her look. She was ready for her night out on the town. This time she would be out on her own – the first time in a long time. After finishing up her make up and choosing the best clothes for a night out on the town, she opened the door and made her way to the bus stop. While at the bus stop a sharp pain came across her head and the world faded to black.