If I go to bed now,
- If I go to bed now,
- the crepuscular terrors from beyond would visit me and tear me limb from limb (long story). I decided to have another cup of joe instead. But just my luck, the coffee was
- not on the shelf where it usually was. Instead it was in the bin. Margery must have thrown it away as it was out of date. I was so scared to go to bed. If I didn't have coffee to k
- eep my bowel movements consistent, then I'd likely develop a plethora of digestive problems. I ran out the back door screaming the words, "Margery" and "coffee" in a frenzied daze
- . I couldn't take any more of this stress. As I was contemplating this abysmal situation, I slipped on a footbridge and fell into the river outside my office. Just what I needed.
- Maybe this is a sign, I thought, allowing myself to go stiff like a log and sink to the bottom. My traitorous lungs clamoured for air and my survival instincts kicked in. The water
- clamored for entrance into my lungs, but the involuntary thrashing of my arms and legs propelled me back to the surface in spite of myself. "I can't even drown right," I thought
- to myself. "Oh yes, you drowned Mr. Capra. I just pulled you out right before the actual drowning to save you that pain and suffering", said Mr. Raines. "I'm not Capra, I'm Eileen
- Brennan from “Private Benjamin.” Raines let go her head and let it thud on the floor. “So where’s Capra?” Raines puzzled. A car started outside. Raines got to the window in time to
- see the ice cream truck hurtling down the street, an angry mob of children running after it. Capra was among them. Raines shook his head. "Weirdest case I've ever investigated."
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- 2015-04-19 00:51:05
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- 2020-06-04 15:08:25
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