By Andrew Simpson
Award-Winning Science Fiction Author Jacob P. Dreszny, author of the Novel "Clementine" and the Script of the Movie "Justice and Lies", has recently been declared Missing. The Police have investigated his home and his workplace, but found no trace of him. His wife has been searching for days, but has not found him or anything that might indicate where he may be. All that is known is that he is likely somewhere in the area of San Franscisco.
"What a Bunch of Dicks." Jacob said as he turned off the T.V. He hasn't woken up yet from his long night's rest, so he was still in his night clothes. He got up from his chair and walked over to the Fridge and pulled out a carton of milk. He poured it out in the sink and found it was already past its due date.
"Damn Thing!" He threw the milk out the window. "I guess no milk, then."
He walked over to his television set and turned it on. He flipped from channel to channel, looking for something to watch. He frowned as he saw nothing he liked on television and finally threw the remote. He got up and walked away from the set to his bedroom to get dressed. He put on his pants and shirt, getting the gun from the closet and preparing for a walk.
Nobody apparently remembers that we moved to New York City to Escape the Publicity of San Franscisco, Thought Jacob as he went into the bathroom. I suppose I'd look at this as a blessing.
He pulled the toothbrush from the cabinet by the Sink and the toothpaste from inside the Mirror. He put the toothpaste on the Brush and started brushing his teeth. He continued brushing his teeth until he noticed outside his window the neighbors shouting at one another. He was distracted a moment and forgot he had toothpaste in his mouth and accidentily swallowed some.
"Ack! Dammit!" He spat into the sink quickly and grabbed the towel to dry off his face. He looked outside the window again and saw a fight going on. Punches were being thrown as neighbor fought neighbor. Jacob was surprised and hurried to resolve the fight. He finally was finished in the bathroom and ran into his room and jumped on his bed to get his shoes on.
As he tied his shoes, he heard the neighbors as one began begging to stop. He hurried and as he was done, he bolted out the door, one hand on his sidearm. He ran across the street and jumped the attacking neighbor. They both fell onto the grass and the neighbor on the ground was feeling relief that he would live. Jacob and the neighbor went rolling in the grass, fighting each other to break free. Jacob held on tight until they both hit the tree headfirst.
Jacob got up and immediately reached for his head and started feeling a sharp pain coming in. the other neighbor did not wake up. Jacob finally lost the feeling of the pain and looked down at the neighbor in the grass as he was there unconscious. He saw a dead man.
Oh, God. He thought in horror. Oh, God! Oh God!
He knew it was too late to do anything. He just walked away from the corpse and tried not to say anything happened. I killed him...
Jacob didn't know he was going to die. He never knew that would kill him. He didn't want to know it would kill him! All he knew was that he felt it was the right thing to do to save one's life from the other. He came up to the other neighbor who was getting up after all the injuries he had. The neighbor brushed off the dirt on his legs and looked at Jacob in the face. He saw a shocked man who had seen something terrifying.
"Are you alright?" He asked Jacob. Jacob didn't respond, but looked at him and walked away. The neighbor was surprised, but also was scared at what happened, even though he didn't know yet. He turned round and walked back to his house and that is when he saw the corpse. He screamed and it was heard for miles.
Oh, God! Why? Why did you have to kill that man? No...It was me...
Jacob couldn't get it out of his head. He tried to by turning the TV on, by flipping through every channel he could, but nothing could help. He killed a man.
He didn't do anything for a while and waited for the Police to Come, but the wait was long. It was Three Hours before the first Police Car arrived down the street. Then four hours have passed and three Police Cars came down the street. The First Policeman busted down the door and pointed the gun directly at him in the chair and said, "Get Down on the Ground, Now!"
Jacob didn't move at all. He didn't respond, but he remained there in his seat, hoping this nightmare would be over soon. Three Policemen moved in and one pushed him onto the floor. They came and two held him down while one cuffed him. He was picked up by one of the Cops and was told, "You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used against you in a court of law." The officer read him his right as he was shoved into the back of a police car and driven away. Jacob didn't wake up.