Coil Of A Hereafter

story i wrote a year ago, publishing for fun. not continuing.

New York, 2044, October 3rd

I awake at dawn to the sun grasping my face with its hands of sunshine, I stand up and take in the scenery of my apartment. Along the walls hanged posters of old world propaganda and pictures of my family. Along the floor is junk food and clothing I've been to lazy to clean. I stepped over a towel picking it up realizing it was from my old flame, I failed to fuel from the night before, she left far before I got the chance to learn how she felt. I walked over and set the towel in the laundry but refused to pick up the dirty clothes . I put on my Holoabstract branded TV to news of another drug raid downtown. I thought to myself at that moment how much longer this city truly would be deemed safe as the footage showed two men being recorded by a flying drone as they were held up behind a car. A man just coming into view from behind a wall who I presumed must have been a cop ran out and shot at the men. The bullet left sparks on the roof of the car, and as the cop was a sitting duck. The other two held up behind the car jumped from cover and shot him dead. All Uncensored. I groaned for the unfortunate end.
Cars passed by my window and there engine roared through the house. Back in thirty-two I had thought that a apartment in the sky would be an amazing view of the city, but simply putting It I wanted to rip out my hair every time I heard a car slowing down specifically by my windows. Aside from that point I put on a plain white long sleeve shirt with a black tie to go with it. After that I slide on a pair of black jeans with black shoes to go with it. I lay on a coat not soon after along with a fedora. The news blared in my ear with non stop gibberish of the hottest new shop in town. Talk show host Andrew Darlan blared as I flipped through the channels before deciding to turn it off. I left the building and entered the elevator, making my way down I checked my watch. 

 The elevator made several stops allowing people in and out, the endless cycle pained me as I awaited my out, finally exiting the building I made my way into a parking lot next door full of high end cars and low alike, a fella in a car almost hits me on his way out. 
"Watch where your going! You coulda hit me!" I shouted out.
The asshat gave me the finger before riding out into the streets  before accelerating and reaching the skies latest traffic jam. I paid no mind and turned my attention to the stairs which I then made my way up until the thirteenth floor. By this point boredom had succumbed and my legs were aching. I finally reached my patrol vehicle mandated by the NYPD, I enter and allow my legs to adjust to the new sense of relaxation as the bootup screen started up.

ACDM INDUSTRIES....

PLEASE WAIT......

YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE.....

I shift over to the screen and press a button to open the message.
"Good morning Clarkson.... I hope you rested well as it's time to get back to work hehe. I have one new case for you here...." You could hear him shuffling through his desk through the audio. "Ah! Some guy up in queens claims to have heard some suspicious things from his up stair neighbor at 882 Adrahal Lane , check the station before heading there as we have a new recruit we think you'd best take in." 

I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes as Cornsworth finished up his message, At the moment I felt a sense of annoyance at the idea of a new recruit slowing me down. As my wheels began to turn to face the road and my car took flight I made my way to the NYPD hub area which was a massive pointed structure reaching about 46,000 feet, still not even close to the taller buildings in the area. I looped the building twice before parking in the front.
"Morning' Clarkson." Greeted Josh, who worked at the landing bay.
"Good morning Josh." I responded, turning off my engine.
"Heard you got yourself a new recruit, you guys aquatinted yet?"
"No, honestly I feel I would work better alone anyway." I said struggling with the key and beginning to force it.
"Maybe this will be better for you Clark, I mean you can't live in this dark, brooding fantasy all the time."
"And where did you hear that? I'm not brooding." I said before kicking the car, automatically shutting it off. 
This small talk made it's way into the main building, After checking in with the secretary I took another elevator down to the main levels of the building. I checked my watch and it was already getting to noon.
"Good morning Clark, did you get my message?" Said Cornsworth who happened to be waiting by the elevator doors.
"Yes I did Cornsworth, now how long do I have to do I have to partake in this babysitting venture?" I asked.
"Jeez, already in a rush to get rid of them?"
As Cornsworth finished his sentence the door to the interrogation room opened revealing a young boy no older then seventeen. His name was Simon Felling and he volunteered from the schoolboard, this wasn't a job for a kid and I think Cornsworth knew that.
"Hi, I'm Simon Felling. Good to meet you." The kid held extended his hand out. Very polite.
"Richard Clarkson, call me Clark." I said as I gripped the kids hand and shook it. The kid had a trusting look about him, while nervous I only wished the best for him at that moment. 
"Well you two better get off to....what was it I told you Clarkson?"
"Queens."
"Yes right, well you two enjoy yourselves." Cornsworth said as he left the scene.

"Alright follow me Simon, just try to be quiet and if anything happens....." I didn't know what to tell the twerp. If I was being honest if anything were to happen I'm pretty sure we would be dead before it was a concern.
"Call Cornsworth?"
"Yeah, sure..."
We made our way back out to the landing pad where Josh was waiting for us. 
"Ah! This is the young lad I take it?" Josh said chuckling.
Simon extended his hand to Josh politely, I was already in the car  starting the engine....

ACDM INDUSTRIES......

PLEASE WAIT........

YOU HAVE ZERO NEW MESSAGES......