Sam Frost Scenario 3

Sam arrived at the hotel and fell asleep waiting for tomorrow. The next morning Sam woke up and walked outside. He headed towards the Statue of Liberty to scope out the meeting spot for this afternoon. Sam found a building on Elise Island that was being worked on right across from the Statue of Liberty. Sam went back to his place he was staying and when Sam got back one of the guys that Takashi sent out to look for info on “Him” was waiting for him at the door. The guy said before I give you the info we need something (Sam) “what”
    “we need you to kill a man who has been giving info out about there gang when you kill him well give you the info. The informant is at the Statue of Liberty meeting with some guy if you have the chance kill the guy too”. Sam went up stairs and got his case with his rifle he walked and boarded the harbor to get back to the Island then walked to the building that it was working on.
    Sam waited for one of the workers to come out for lunch and when one of them did he knocked him out and took his clothes and the Sam walked up to the highest floor and set up his gun and aimed at the Statue of Liberty and looked through the scope and saw the informant talking to someone, but Sam couldn’t see the man he was talking to. Sam slowed his breathing and then held his breath and pulled the trigger. Through the scope he saw the man fall down, then Sam saw the guy the informant was talking to and shot again but missed and Sam looked through the scope and didn’t see anyone so Sam started taking his gun apart as fast as he could so he could get out of there and then when down the stairs and left the building heading back to the fairy to go back to his hotel. (Sam Frost)

It was almost over, the information was almost in Matthews grasp the only thing standing between him and what he wanted was traffic.  All this time and the only thing stopping him from finishing the first part of what he set out to do was traffic, of course.  He decided it would go much faster to get out on the streets and walk , but here where he was, “where am I”  he thought in all this time he never paid attention to where he was actually heading , but for something like this it was worth it to make it on time.  He walked for close to three hours before he even had the Statue in sight, at that point he stopped, rested, looked at the view, and then kept moving forward.  

It took some time to get to the point where he was able to finally walk up the stairs of the statue, but at least he was there.  Every step he took the anxiety of everything was building inside him.  He got to the top and was immediately pulled off to the side.  “Hey what the......” he was taken to a room and was instructed to stand on of side of the wall while the informant stood on the other side, for security reasons, cameras and all. They only got the chance to talk for about three minutes before something happened,  the informant fell over in the glass of the shattered window, right after he fell another shot hit the wall next to Matthew.  He began to run, running faster than what he did in his earlier days, running, running, never stopping.  At this moment he thought “I came this far and I am not going to get killed now of all times.”
(Matthew “Ray” Porter)

Sam got back to the hotel and got a call from Takashi and was told to meet up at the recreation center by the waterfront park. Sam met up with Takashi and was given info on “Him” and also a job. Takashi wanted the person who the informant was talking to, dead and was going to pay a lot of money to do it. Sam agreed and told him he’d call when the jobs done. ( Sam Frost)

Matthew was still wondering what just went down up in Mother Liberty.  Whoever killed the informant knew that we were meeting there and likely would be coming for Matthew one way or another most likely sooner rather than later because whatever Matt has gotten himself into is linked to someone else somehow.  He was lucky enough to at least get the location of one his prey’s safe houses and it isn’t very far away.  The location was a place that he has been to before, it was where he had first met Jimmy “Frost” and his prodigy who I never did get the name , but the kid looked vaguely familiar.  After that incident 21 years ago when someone broke into his house killed his wife nearly killed Matthew in the process, after that all the memories of the past just seem like vague memories lost through time. It was a place off the coast of Maryland, in Baltimore at a place called Point Breeze docks.  (Matthew “Ray” Porter)

Sam got some info about the guy who met with the informant. It seemed that the man was heading to Point Breeze docks in Maryland Baltimore. Sam called a taxi to take him to the address. While riding in the taxi Sam thought about the name Point Breeze and why it sounded so nostalgic. Sam kept trying to remember but couldn’t until he arrived at the place. Sam looked around and finally remembered about coming here once, he remembered that “He” brought Sam here when he was five so he could meet some guy.
(Sam Frost)

Matthew had just arrived at the docks and started scoping out the area walking, watching. He got to where the storage units were held and started walking past them until he got to an open area, he caught a glimpse of something to his left, but when he went to look in that direction, Bang! someone shot at him nearly hitting him in the head, he saw the mans face, it was Sam. Matthew took cover, unholstered and cocked his gun, then Sam took cover behind the nearest container.  A few shots were exchanged between the two men.

“Sam, that’s your name isn’t it”

“how do you know my name”

“vague memory from the past, I recognized your face , but I don’t remember where we met”


“your the guy from the subway, I’ve felt like I’ve met you some where else”

“why did you try and kill me”

“the Chinese gang wants you dead”

“why does the Chinese gang want me dead?”

“I don’t know, they think you have some info on them”

“why do they think that”

“the informant you were talking to”

“they got it wrong, all I wanted was a name and a location, which I am guessing its you who ruined it for me”

“what was the name”

“none of your concern”

“fine I’ll let you go for now, It was easy enough to find you so if your lying then I’ll find you again”

After the little incident Sam left to link up with his Takashi, while Matthew stayed and waited to see if the man he is looking for comes back to this location or if, Sam had spooked him off, only time will tell, time that Matthew has plenty of.

Jon Doe Scenario 3

Jon rolled over in bed to see a digital clock displaying bright red numbers glowing in the darkness, though with his foggy vision, he couldn’t quite read it. He then rolled back to his back and stared at what he thought was the ceiling of an uncertain room in the dark abyss. Only very little light came in from the window, covered by thick drapes. Light could only enter the room by crawling underneath and dying out before it reached the shadow of a white, wooden dresser.
Still starring at the ceiling, Jon rubbed his eyes and began to wake up more and more. His vision began to become more focused. He rolled to look back at the clock and read it as “8:14 p.m.”
Oh my, Jon thought to himself. I didn’t come to New York to sleep. I came here to live!
Jon shot up out of the bed and made his way toward the light switch. After he made it within a few feet of the switch, the door began to open, shedding bright light into the still dark room. A feminine hand reached in and hit the light switch into the “On” position, and nearly blinding Jon.
“Are you awake, Jon?” said the girl.
“Yeah,” he said in somewhat of a painful tone while he shielded his eyes. “Who are you again?”
The girl laughed a little. Not one of those obnoxious fake laughs that can instantly change someone’s mood for the worst, but instead, it was a cute laugh that you couldn’t help but to love. “I’m Rachel,” she said. “You must have been really tired, huh?”
“Ha, yeah,” Jon replied. “I guess I was.”
Rachel finished walking into the room and closed the door behind her.
“Are you well-rested?” Rachel asked as she walked to her dresser and started taking off her jewelery.
“Yeah,” Jon answered. “Better than I was.” He uncovered his eyes, and while squinting, made his way back to the bed and sat on the corner. He began to smile a little. “How was work?”
“Oh, horrible,” she returned. She started to unbutton her shirt. “Mark, our General Manager, was just riding my ass all day.” She then took off her shirt and started to work on her skirt.
“Oh, well,” Jon said kind of awkwardly, covering his eyes. “That... sucks.”
“Oh, my bad,” Rachel said, walking into the bathroom. “You look like somewhat of a lady’s man; The kind of guy that would get a lot of attention.”
“No, actually,” Jon announced, uncovering his eyes. “My parents never let me go out on dates.”
“That’s too bad,” Rachel answered back from the bathroom. “Just from first impressions, you don’t seem like one of those douchey kinds of guys.”
“Thanks, I guess,” Jon replied after a short silence.
“No problem,” she acknowledged happily. “Are you doing anything tonight?”
“Yeah, but,” he said reluctantly. “I kind of wanted to go out and party a little bit and have a late night.” There was only the sound of Rachel brushing her hair.
“Well, I have to work in the morning, really early,” Rachel responded as she walked back into the room in her underwear. “So, I don’t think I can go.”
“That sucks,” Jon said, trying not to stare. “Can I, uhh.. Still use your room?”
“Oh yeah, for sure,” Rachel answered while stilling brushing through her long, dark brown hair. “But, before you leave town, we need to go out sometime and get to know each other a little. I think you are great guy. Obviously, you respect women, just by the way you are acting about me standing here half-naked, and you have not yet to make any sexual gesture, unlike most of the other guys in this city. I like that, and I like you.”
“I have to say, Rachel,” Jon replied. “I like you, too.”
“That’s good!” she said gleefully. “If you would have said anything different, I probably would have kicked you out.” She smiled, and walked back to the bathroom.
Jon got up and walked toward the bathroom door.
“And I also have to say that you are damn cute,” Jon announced while approaching her nervously.
“Oh yeah?” she asked. “Is that so?”
“Definitely,” he said back, putting his arms around her waist. Jon leaned in started kissing her neck.
“You know, for someone who hasn’t been with any girls,” she started out, “You’re pretty smooth.”
“Ehh.. I’m working on it,” Jon said with a joke as he backed off. “But hey, I’m gonna go.”
“Are you sure?” Rachel looked at him in the bathroom mirror. “You looked like you were getting pretty comfortable.”
“You’d be surprised,” Jon replied almost sarcastically. “I’ll be back, though.” He walk through the doorway and towards the door out of the room.
“You better, Jon,” Rachel said jokingly. “Or I’ll have to hunt you down and lock you away all for myself.”
Jon laughed and opened the door. “I promise.”
“Alright, have a good night,” Rachel said. “See you in the morning.”
“Yes, you will,” Jon acknowledged as he walked out of the door. “Good night.” The door shut and the locking mechanism latched right after, only to be opened by a copy of the magnetic card.
Shit, I forgot my key on the table, Jon thought to himself as he raised his hand to knock on the metal door. While going in for the first knock, Rachel opened the door with the key in hand.
“Forget something?” she asked handing it to him.
“I did,” he said. “I was just about to knock and ask for it.”
“Good!” Rachel replied. “I was afraid that you left it on purpose because you didn’t want to see me again.”
“Of course not,” Jon answered to the accusation. “Why would I pass up someone like you? Some so... Amazing, to say the least.”
“Awe... Fair enough,” Rachel judged. “Have a good night.”
“You, too,” Jon replied as she shut the door again.
Should I have call her “babe” just then? Jon thought. Ehh... It’s probably too soon.
Jon walked over to the elevator and hit the down button to call for it. After a few short moments, the elevator bell dinged and the doors opened. He walked in after a random strange looking man walked out. The man was dressed in a tan suit and had light brown hair. Ignoring the slight oddity that had just crossed his path, Jon pressed the first floor button. The elevator door closed, and descended down to the ground level.
When the door opened, it revealed a completely different aspect of the hotel’s lobby than what Jon once examined. It was lit up bright, and bustling with activity. The windows were darker, but cars’ headlights lit up the city. Just about every car outside had an illuminated yellow “Taxi” light perched perfect on their roof. He made it to about the center of the room when he heard his name from a familiar male voice from the middle of a crowd. The crowd breaks revealing Kurt sitting on the couch with a guitar in his lap.
“Jon,” Kurt repeated.
“Oh hey,” Jon said out loud.
“What are you doing?” Kurt asked.
“About to head out,” Jon answered. “Ya know, find something fun to do.”
“Hell yeah,” Kurt said. “Mind if I join you?”
“Why not,” Jon said back.
Kurt jumped up, guitar still strapped around him.
“Let me run up to my room real quick,” Kurt said.
“Go for it,” Jon nodded. “I’ll be here.”
The crowd dispersed and Kurt ran to the elevator. Jon walked through the people and made his way to the couch that Kurt was once sitting. A younger looking man walked over to him and sat down beside him.
“Hey, man,” the man said. “I heard you guys were going partying.”
“Yeah, we are,” Jon asked with a little bit of an attitude. “What’s it to you?”
“You mind if I joined you guys?” the man asked.
“Why not,” Jon replied in a lighter mood. “Before we can party together, though, we have to at least know your name.”
“The name’s Andy,” he said. “Andy Scott.”
“Alright-” Jon was interrupted.
“I’m ready now,” Kurt said quickly.
“Wow, that was fast as hell, bro,” Jon replied.
“Yeah,” Kurt said with a smirk. “Who’s this?”
“Andy Scott,” the unknown man said.
“What are you doing here, Andy?” Kurt asked.
“Just here to party,” Andy said.
“Yeah, he’s going to go with us,” said Jon.
“Just fine by me,” laughed Kurt.
And so the three guys walked out of the lobby together. It was a little strange for all of them. They didn’t really know each other all that well. Each had their own reason for being in this grand, unknown city. Yet, everything was okay, at least for now. The boys were being boys tonight.
With cigarettes lit and windows rolled down, the group rode through New York in Jon’s car and admired New York City’s light shows between the skyscrapers, ground hoggers, and all of the advertising. In fact, when the guys drove through Time Square, all of their mouths dropped in awe. Lights flashed, and color changed on the giant advertising billboards. After stopping at a red light, Jon was given the chance to look around, but only for a short time. A similar angry cab driver from earlier that day honked and yelled at the Shelby GT350 to move out of the way. Jon shook his head, refocused his eyes, and rolled on.
“So, where are you guys thinking we should go?” Jon asked.
“Somewhere with stiff drinks,” Andy recommended.
“I’d be fine with that,” said Jon. “What do you think, Kurt?”
“Well, seeing as we’re all guys here, why not do what guys do?” Kurt asked.
“What’s that?” Jon responded confused.
“Go to a strip club!” Kurt yelled.
“Yeah!”  Andy replied, giving Kurt a high five.
“Alright, I guess,” Jon said nervously. “I don’t know how well this will work out, though. I’ve never seen a girl naked. Today was the first time I had even seen a girl in her underwear.”
“Really?” Andy asked and burst into laughter. “No offense, but that’s hilarious.”
“You’re parents really didn’t let you live at all, did they?” Kurt questioned.
Jon shook his head. “I haven’t even had a girlfriend. My life has always been about education and shit like that.”
Kurt put his hand on his shoulder. “That doesn’t matter tonight, man. None of it does. Tonight...” Kurt looked around the car, then continued. “We’re gonna live!”
“Sounds good!” Jon said excitedly. “Where to?”
“On it,” Andy said, pulling out his cell phone. “Hmm... It looks like a place called ‘Cheetah’ is nearby.”
“Sounds... Nice?” Jon replied.
“Yeah, it does!” Andy shouted.
“Let get to it, guys,” Kurt suggested.
Jon drove for a few blocks and listened to Andy’s directions to get to it.
“There it is,” Andy pointed out.
Really? This is the place? Jon thought. It looks like a low budget shantytown infested with diseases.
“Alright, boys,” Andy started off. “Tonight, we are men... End of heart-warming speech.”
Each of them laughed their own laughs while Jon pulled his car into the parking structure right next door to the strip club.
“Party time!” Andy kept repeating over and over.
Kurt finished up his cigarette just as Jon found a parking spot, and through it on the ground below. He then got out of the car, Andy right behind him. Jon reluctantly made his out of the car, knowing that tonight was probably going to be trouble.
And apparently, it was, since the last thing he remembered was walking in the door and changing his mind entirely about the club.
Wow, this place doesn’t look half bad, Jon thought.

Kaelen Scenario 3

Kaelen kissed James again, and he went inside for his job interview. She felt a sense of happiness and pride in her boyfriend, for trying so hard to support their newly growing family. Although she was nervous about going somewhere with someone whom she'd never met before, she was looking forward to spending time with someone who could possibly become a new friend. Living in a huge new city where she new no one, this would be good for her.
“Are you ready to go?” asked Leiah.
“Yeah, I guess. What kind of cafe is it?”
“Well you can get things there like coffee, tea, and muffins. Its a pretty good place to talk.”
“Hmm..sounds good. Lets go then.” They both got into the car and drove off down the street. As the neared the cafe, Kaelen started to get really nauseous.
“Can you please pull over? I think I’m going to be sick.” Almost as soon as Leiah stopped the car, Kaelen quickly opened the door and threw up.
“Are you going to be okay?” Leiah inquired.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. It's just morning sickness. Well its not the morning but you know what I mean.”
“You're pregnant? Well congratulations! Lets go find ourselves a spot inside.” Leiah opened the door for Kaelen, and they both walked inside. They chose a table by the big window overlooking the busy street. Almost as soon as they sat down, a waiter brought them a menu.
“What can I get you two ladies to drink?”
“I'll have a caramel mocha frappuccino.” said Leiah.
“I'll just have a glass of water.” said Kaelen.
“Okay, I'll be right back with those for you two.” Kaelen leafed through the menu, but didn't really feel hungry enough for anything.
“Where are you from?” Leiah asked.
“I'm from a small town in Missouri.What about you?”
“I'm from Hawaii. Its a really nice place to live, though I kind of wish we'd get snow down there. What finds you up here in the lovely Big Apple?”
“Back in my small town, getting pregnant before getting married is shunned upon. As soon as my parents found out that I was pregnant, they kicked me out of the house. I moved in with my boyfriend James. Obviously that didn't last long, because his parents kicked him out. His dad is kind of an a-hole. We just wanted to move far away from there,to a totally different place to start our family.”
“So you chose New York?”
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted to come here, and its far enough away from everything so that we won't be bothered.”
“Ah I see. Well, I’m not from New York either. I'm from Hawaii.I came here to visit my uncle, the officer that captured that woman today. He's my dad's brother, but I’ve never met my dad before. He left when I was really little.”
“My dad left when I was just a couple years old, so I never got to know him either. He's written me letters, but my mom kept them from me.”
“I never asked. What's your last name?”
“It's Gracin. What about you?” When Leiah heard that, she got a look on her face of shock.
“That's odd. That's my last name too.”
“Whats your dad's first name?”
“Nathaniel.”
“Wait, what? Did you just say Nathaniel”
“Yeah, why?
“That's my dad's name...” They both sat in silence and wondered, could they really be sisters? Could this be the kind of thing that only happens in Hallmark movies?
“Do you think we could be sisters?” asked Leiah.
“Well, our dad's have the same names, and we do kind of look alike. Oh my gosh, i'm feeling light-headed. That's a lot to take in. Wow.”
“I know right. How do you think we can find out if we're related or not?”
“I don't know. Take a paternity test or something?”
“That's a possibility. This is so cool! To think that I might actually have a sister!” Kaelen and Leiah sat and talked for about thirty minutes in the cafe. After a while Kaelen got the call from her boyfriend that he was finished with the interview. Kaelen and Leiah got up and went outside to the car. They drove to the building where James was waiting. Kaelen got out and asked him about how the interview went.
“How'd it go?”
“Well, I have good news. I got the job!” James exclaimed.
“Oh my gosh, that’s great! When do you start?”
“They said I could start tomorrow. Isn't that awesome honey?”
“Yeah, but what about us moving?”
“I was thinking we could just stay in a hotel tonight or something, and then work everything out tomorrow.”
“Ugh, okay I guess. Do you want us to come get you now?”
“Yeah, I’ll be waiting outside.”
“We'll be there in a few.” Kaelen hung up the phone. She seemed kind of agitated.
“Is everything okay?” asked Leiah.
“Yeah, I just wanted to get settled in a little today. Lets go get James.” Kaelen and Leiah headed out the cafe doors and got into the car. Soon, they arrived at Jame's new job. Kaelen stepped out of the car to talk to James. Sitting there, Leiah thought about what it would be like to have a sister. She had been an only child until now...

John Doe

Jon rolled over and felt his head literally pounding, like someone had their hands around his head and kept squeezing in pulses. He felt as if his skull was going to collapse from the pressure, but when he felt around, nothing was around his head except for a soft, cottony pillow. The room was dark, yet the pain of opening his eyes was still too much to deal with.
What happened last night? Jon asked himself while beginning to slowly lean up in his bed. As he tried to think back, the last thing he could remember is walking into the Cheetah club.
Is this a hangover or something? Jon asked again. After finally fully sitting up, he ran his fingers through his hair, thinking that it would help him feel a little better, but no such luck came from it; just more headache pains. He started to open his eyes and examine the room. Still squinting, he saw the sunlight crawling under a pink curtain like the light of the night had just the night before.
Well, at least I made it back to Rachel’s hotel room, Jon thought. That still doesn’t stop my curiosity of what actually happened last night. Maybe this is like that one movie and there’s a camera somewhere that will unveil the truth behind last night.
Jon pulled out his cell phone and pressed the unlock button. Instantly blinded by the bright LCD screen, Jon let out a groan as he quickly set the phone down with the screen facing the pink sheets of the bed he was recently laying in. Because the screen was so bright, it actually illuminated a short note laying on the bed right next to it. Jon picked the note up and read it.

Jon,
I’m at work right now, but I really think that we should go out tonight, if you’re up for it. I know a nice place. If you don’t want to, we could always watch a movie or something. Up to you.
See you soon,
xoxo Rachel

God, I hope this feeling dissipates soon, Jon thought. It’d be nice to finally go on a date.
Jon worked his way to the edge of the bed and sat up straight, but only for a minute. He slouched back down and rubbed his squinting eyes. The smell of alcohol ran up his nose from the palm of his hand.
Well, that helps explain a little bit, Jon thought again. He slowly worked his way to his feet and stumbled into the wall next to the bed. Still a little woozy, apparently. He slowly made his way to where he remembered the bathroom was, step by step by stumbled. He felt his way around the corner and closed the door behind him. The next step was to find a Tylenol, but in a pitch-dark mysterious room, finding one little pill bottle can be a difficult task. In order to see, Jon would unfortunately have to turn the light on. With his eyes closed and covered, he found the light switch and flipped it up. Only one, dim light came on, lighting up yet another short note.

Jon,
I knew you would probably have a hang over for it being your first time partying. Just to look out for you, I went ahead and took out all of the lights, and replaced one with an old one.
Yours truly,
xoxo Rachel

She’s an awesome person, and look at that. She put the pills right next to the note.
Jon leaned his head back a little and tossed the pills down his throat. With a very small gulp of water, his hangover remedy was on its way through his blood system. Until then, he would have to pass some of the time. He opened the bathroom door again and walked back to the bed, leaving the dim light in the bathroom on to see around the room. The combination of the sunlight through the curtains, the bathroom lights, and the light emitted by the digital clock gave Jon just enough visibility to see around the entire pink room.

He found his way to the bed, grabbed a remote, and hit the “Power” button to see what the remote actually went to. The stereo across the room lit up and music began to play. It was some pop music, but Jon wasn’t sure of what it was.

Is this what people listen to these days? Jon asked himself as he hit the “Power” button again, set the controller down, and reach for another one.

This controller was a little bigger than the last. He hit the “Power” button on this remote and a square from in front of the bed flashed and back to dark. It slowly became brighter and brighter, and the volume increased with the brightness.

Let’s see what’s on the news for the Big Apple.

Jon began to flip through the channels until he found a news station. Though the 8 a.m. news was about half way over, the main story was still in full discussion. Jon leaned in to listen closely to the TV after seeing pictures of the Cheetah Club.

“As you can see, Tom, the club has suffered total devastation,” the reporters said. “No one is completely sure who was behind the burning of the building, or if it was even intention.. Oh, okay. I’m getting word now from the fire department that the fire was ignited by a lit cigarette, Tom. The cigarette entered the building from a parking structure and slowly singed the carpet of the honorary ‘Charlie Sheen Room.’ Everyone in the club just thought that the smoke was just for effect for the dancers, so they continued on without a worry. After a few minutes, though, the club had bursted into flames. Fortunately, everyone got out alright. Back to you, Tom.”

“Woah,” Jon said aloud as he smelt his clothes and realized that they did smell an awful lot like smoke. He also noticed how bad he smelt altogether having been wearing the same outfit for the past three days and decided that he needed to shower and change. Before he could get back up, though, Jon’s body forced him to lay down and fall back into his drunken slumber.

Ralie K Scenario 4

As soon as she got back into the car she handed Mr. Johnson his money back.  
“Just keep it, dear.” he said to her pushing her hand back with  fives and tens.
“Are you sure?” she returned looking at her hand.
“Oh, I’m sure.”
Dimitri shifts the car into car into drive and begins at the road again.  Above, the clouds, just started turning gray and the clouds began to bulge.  Ralie looked out the passenger window, and noticed how dreary it started to look.  Thoughts began to run through her mind, she worried that this rain may ruin her trip.  
It started to become a guessing game.  Ralie turned to Mr. Johnson “Will this effect anything?” and pointed up to the dark sky.
“Oh, dear.  I hope not!” and he looked out his tinted window.  “Dimitri take the back way.” and pointed to some rough roads.  
The road appeared to be in the same mood as the sky.  It was dark with many patches from the semi’s taking this road.  Their destination was only a few more short miles.  Ralie became filled with excitement.  She was about to exploded like a balloon on New Years.  Twiddling with her hands and the outfit she was wearing.  
“How close are we?”
“Only a couple more miles.” he said.
Suddenly the rain came pouring down, beating on the window on the car.  The clouds began to twist and turn as the wind blew them across the sky.  The ride was beginning to get more bumpy and Ralie hung onto the side of the car door.

Kurt May 4

The sky was growing grayer and grayer with every passing minute. The sound of thunder speed through downtown New York like the taxis that filled its streets. People carried their umbrellas with them as they walked down the street. Some were green, some were red, and some were blue. Some were pink, some were yellow, and some were purple. The colors dancing through the sidewalks painted a beautiful picture.
Another boom of thunder rang as the first raindrop began to fall. It had packed its bags and told the rest of the raindrops goodbye. The raindrop took one more look at the cloud : his home. And with that, it let go. The raindrop started falling faster and faster. It let go of its things and finally landed on the forehead of Kurtis May.
He opened up his eyes for the first time in a long time.
“Where am I?” asked Kurt aloud as he sat up.
Kurt looked around. He was laying on the grass surrounded by many trees. There were sidewalks cutting through the grass with benches along them. He could hear cars in the distance but he couldn’t see any.
Must be a park, Kurt thought to himself. The last thing I remember was leaving the club with the guys and...wow. What the hell did we do last night?
Kurt’s thoughts were interrupted by thunder. It boomed even louder than before.
“Looks there’s a storm coming in,” said Kurt. “I had better find my way back to the hotel soon.”
“Who the hell are you talking to?” said a voice from behind Kurt.
Startled, he turned around quickly. He found an old man sitting on a bench holding an umbrella over his head. He was a small, frail man. The wrinkles on his face held stories of times that were long gone. He had a small tuft of hair sticking out from underneath his hat.
“Myself,” laughed Kurt. “I didn’t know anyone else was around.”
“You’re in New York, kid. There is always someone around,” grumbled the old man. “So what the hell is your problem, huh? You’ve been laying there for hours. Then you started talkin’ to yourself. You some kind of crazy man?”
Kurt laughed again. “No I’m not crazy. But I did have a crazy night last night. I remember being out with some friends and then...boom. Here I am.”
The old man laughed a quiet laugh and the solemn expression on his face finally broke. “I remember those days. Never did anything quite like this happen to me. But I had my day.”
Another boom of thunder interrupted the old man as the rain began to turn into a shower.
“You should get going, kid. Weatherman says this is gonna be a bad one,” warned the old man.
“Yes, I should. What about you? No offense...but aren’t you a little old to be out here during a storm?” wondered Kurt.
“Well...it doesn’t really matter, kid. I could be sitting at home, alone. In my big red chair. Or I could sit here, alone, on this nice big bench. It doesn’t really matter...”
“Of course it does-” said Kurt before being interrupted by the old man.
“No, no it doesn’t. There is no one worried about me. I’m a grown man and an old one at that. I’ll do what I want. But you...you need to get going.” warned the man again.
The old man sat silent for a moment. Kurt could tell something was on his mind. “Ever since she died I haven’t had anyone to care where I was, what I was doing...”
Kurt could hear the loneliness in the man’s voice. “I’m sorry he said. You know I kind of know how you feel. My parents died a couple weeks ago...”
The old man kept sitting there. It was as if he had forgotten that Kurt was even sitting next to him. “I miss her so much..” said the old man very quietly. A tear slowly fell down his check. It filled a wrinkle and created a pool, almost like giving new life to an old story.

It began to rain quite heavily now. “Well it was nice talking to you sir,” said Kurt as he got up from the bench. The old man looked at him and cracked a smile so small, you could barely tell he had moved his mouth at all.

Kurt walked a few moments before breaking into a run. Thunder boomed again overhead as lightning flashed between the tall buildings of the city. He stopped for a moment to look behind him. In the distance he saw the old man still sitting there with his umbrella. Kurt wanted to help the man but he knew there was nothing he could do. So, he continued running.

After running for about five minutes, Kurt finally reached civilization. Despite the weather, the streets were still filled. He waved down a taxi and got in.

“Grand Hyatt, please. How long a drive is that?” questioned Kurt.

“About thirty minutes away,” replied the cab driver.

Kurt laughed to himself. It must have been a wild night. Kurt had quite the cab fair racking up but he didn’t care. He was warm and in a dry place now. He was in awe at how the cab driver maneuvered through the streets. He knew exactly where to go and exactly what was around him. Must have taken him forever to learn the city, thought Kurt.

During the long taxi ride, Kurt found himself thinking about his experience with the old man. He thought about what he was doing and what he had said.

“You all right?” asked the driver.

“Yeah,” replied Kurt. “The rain always puts me in a funny mood.”

“Whatever. Don’t let a woman ruin your life,” joked the cab driver.

Kurt wished it was a woman that had him down. He wished it was something as small as that. But it wasn’t something as easy as a girl. Even away from home, or what was home, he still found himself thinking about his parents. And then something went off inside his head.

Kurt began to think. I need to just accept this and move on! I mean, yeah its a hard thing to deal with. Even though it was over a month ago, it still feels like it was yesterday. But I can’t do this forever. If I do...I’ll end up like that old man. I don’t want that. I don’t want to be sitting around thinking about what I’ve lost forever. That old man was sad and tired. I’m tired of being sad. I’m tired of being tired...

Jazmine Scenario 4

The car ride was very enjoyable.  The group passed many tall buildings that shined like crystal.  Some had brick embroidering the sides, others lined with steal, and some trimmed with glass.  Her eyes followed each building, turning her head trying not to loose its sight.  Mr. Larry Johnson just admired her, with a big cheesy grin.  Dimitri was focused on driving to their destination.  He’d turn onto a different lane of traffic and yet again Ralie would gaze at the beautiful city.  Her eyes never feasted onto sights as these, this was a sight for sore eyes.  Ralie dreamt of being in a great city, as a young girl and now her dream finally came true.  She was full of excitement.  

“Sir?” Dimitri interrupted.

“Oh, Dimitri.  Please, do stop and let us all have a bite to eat.” Mr. Johnson replied.

Dimitri immediately pulled the vehicle over and stopped near a small hot dog stand.  It claimed to be “The Best.”  He put the car in park and escorted Ralie and Mr. Johnson out.  

“Ralie, I’m so sorry for the inconvenience.  It’s a shame the first meal you have to eat here is at a hot dog stand.  But please do hurry, we are on a time limit.”  and Mr. Johnson handed her some twenties.  

Ralie walks to the stand and spoke in a soft voice “Yes, can I please have one?”

The man on other side handed her a plain hot dog with a bun.  She handed him the cash and he gave her change in return.  Ralie managed her way to find the condiments and started to dress her dog. Ketchup first, extra mustard second, and just a tad of relish, that was the way she liked her hot dogs.  

Finally, a cure for her starvation.  She brought up the deliciousness to her mouth and took a big bite.  As soon as she turned around, she ran into an old gentlemen.  He had a hot dog as well, topped with a stained cowboy hat, gray whiskers covered the top of his lip, a denim button up, a big golden buckle, and at the bottom was some dirty leather boots.

“I’m so sorry!!” she said quickly swallowing her mouth full.

“Oh, It’s not your fault.” he returned brushing off the crumbs.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Well, where are you headed? I just got here.”

“I was headed to a bank, for a loan.  I just got here as well.”

“Well!!! How bout that!” she said with a smile.

“Name’s Texas Jack.” extending his arm.

“Ralie Kay.” and she shook his hand.

“Ralie? Hone please lets get moving.” Mr. Johnson interrupted and so Ralie nodded and contined back to the parked vehicle.