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About an hour ago I heard someone yelling outside. I imagine they were in the parking lot of the gas station across the street. From the sounds of it, a man was yelling at a woman. It is getting warmer out and I leave my windows open. Even so, I wasn't able to make out what they were saying. I was watching a terrible movie on hulu anyway, so I had to finish that before I got on with my very late evening.
About a half hour later I hear what I can only assume was someone hitting something against metal. I'm not sure why, but at this point I pictured some criminals constructing a make-shift ladder or stacking crates in order to scare the ever living shit out of me before dragging me out through my second story window and raping/killing me in the darkness. It didn't help that the movie I was watching was finally reaching its bloody climax.
The movie finished and I decided to sneak into my bathroom and peer out the window down into the parking lot. Just a lone cop car at three in the morning with its lights on parked diagonally next to the gas station's pumps. Whoever it was looked long gone.
I feel bad, but all I really thought while I was peering out the window was that I wish I'd caught more of whatever brought the police. Realistically the sounds I heard following the screaming could have been someone beating someone up. It is a shame that I was so involved in that movie.
About a half hour later I hear what I can only assume was someone hitting something against metal. I'm not sure why, but at this point I pictured some criminals constructing a make-shift ladder or stacking crates in order to scare the ever living shit out of me before dragging me out through my second story window and raping/killing me in the darkness. It didn't help that the movie I was watching was finally reaching its bloody climax.
The movie finished and I decided to sneak into my bathroom and peer out the window down into the parking lot. Just a lone cop car at three in the morning with its lights on parked diagonally next to the gas station's pumps. Whoever it was looked long gone.
I feel bad, but all I really thought while I was peering out the window was that I wish I'd caught more of whatever brought the police. Realistically the sounds I heard following the screaming could have been someone beating someone up. It is a shame that I was so involved in that movie.