I pulled to a stop and shut the engine off. As I got out, I was listening hard for any movement or sound. I got out and gently closed my car door. I walked up to the house cautiously and I still heard no sounds. Maybe whoever broke in is now gone. I walked in grabbing the bat I kept by the door at all times. I slowly made it through the house, and I could only see things scattered around like they were looking for something. But as I finished my sweep I made it to the living room and found no one was there anymore. I put the bat away and closed the door. I walked back through the house to my room. I sighed as I saw every painting I have done that I kept is now torn and destroyed. Great. I pulled a pair of shorts on and started to clean my floor up. As I did my brain kept going back to Loki. No, I'm done. I finished my room and walked to the kitchen. I needed something to drink. I went to the cabinet I kept the alcohol in and pulled out some irish scotch I had only drank once before. This will work. I poured some into a short glass and took the glass with me to clean up more.
It was a couple hours after I got home when I finally finished cleaning and I had moved on to drinking bourbon now that the scotch was gone. I'm going to feel this later. I walked out to the back yard and stumbled to the hammock I had between two trees a little ways from the house. I went to sit down but I missed and hit the ground. "Ow!" I sat there a little bit staring at the ground and drinking. After a few minutes I slowly got up and fought with the hammock but finally was able to get in it. I drank all the bourbon. I could see the sunrise coming but didn't care too much since I felt like I was going to melt away. I layed in the hammock till I dozed off.
