Chapter 8 : Wakey-wakey

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Joe stands up from the chair adjacent to his doctor's, shaking his hand and responding " Well, good to hear doc' , thank you again. Kids you know, can never be to safe. Haha." Joe chuckles. " It's really nothing Joe, great kids you've got , hey they start feeling under the weather again , no shame in just double checking. " Joe's doctor replies, as they break handshakes and Joe says " Well then , I'll be going then doc', see ya next time. Haha" The Doctor replies " Yes, see you later Joe. " Waving as he seats himself back in his leather chair and jots notes down, as Joe leaves the office.

Joe walks from the office, down the hallway of the clinic, nearly bumping into a red haired woman holding some tan folders " Oop! Sorry Miss! Haha" Joe chuckles as he continues to walk. He reaches the doors of the lobby and the two women minding the desk bid him " See you next time Joe!" Joe walks out the doors after he replied " Hopefully not! " as Joe walks towards a rusty flatbed pickup truck.

Joe walks to the driver's side and opens the door , seating himself and shutting it soon after. Joe buckles and looks at two children to his right " You two. . . Have a horrible illness, and you have twenty-four hours. . . untill . . ." One of the children yells " Until what daddy!? I - I, I was only faking! I mean! Lucy was to! " The brunette little girl next to the boy yells over him " Nuh-uh ! Daddy! Devin is a liar! " Joe remains with a still face then replies " . . . It's best you both don't know. . ." The little boy yells and tugs at Joe's arm " What! Are we gonna die!" Joe shakes his head then responds " Even worse . . . The doctor said. . . " Joe sighs " You are . . . going to both turn into a T-Rex, in twenty-four hours . " Joe hangs his head .

Devin hops under his seatbelt and replies " Really!? Uhh Yes! this is neat-o'! Yeah! My friends are gonna be so--" Lucky interjects " Are you fibbin' Daddy?" Joe responds as he shifts the truck into drive " I am afraid not. . . " The little boy was still imitating a dinosaur next to Joe as he pulled the truck into the road and began to drive. Joe reaches a stop at a train track near his home, there was no flashing red light so he pulls over the track, but for some reason his car dies on the tracks, the little girl looks out the window and yells " Daddy go! Go! " Joe twists the keys , nothing. The little boy is still mimicking a dinosaur, Joe unbuckles himself and the two kids and goes to open the door on his side, but the handle snaps off.

" Quick Lucy open your door ! " Lucy goes to open the door , but her handle snaps off as well. A train's black smoke rears around a forested bend , and its front car appears, it blows it's syron. " Shit!" Joe tries taking his keys and using a key to shatter a window. The key merely reflects off the window, over and over again. Devin looks over his older sister and starts to yell " Dad get off the train tracks ! " the train is barreling , whistle blowing , Joe is yelling " Come on start! Start god damn it! Start !" nothing even as Joe twists his keys over and over. Joe looks through the window nearest to Lucy, as his children scream and the train collides itself with his truck, whistle still blowing, Joe's truck gets rolled under the train.

Water cascades itself over Joe's face , he gasps for air and screams, flinching his body. " Calm down fella' " an unknown man says to Joe, Joe looks at his feet and see's them still covered by the blue DemRon suit. " Who are you?" a voice asks Joe, Joe looks around sharply, trying to find the voice, his arms are tied down to a surface, as are his ankles, he's in a dim room. A slam occurs as the voice shouts to Joe " TELL ME WHO YOU ARE! " Joe flinches, as his head starts screaming with pain and he starts to tear up as a man walks around the left side of his body.

" Tell me, who you are." the man speaks, he is frail in build and his face is covered in gauze-rapping, he is fully dressed, his hands gloved garbage bags running under synthetic leather gloves, tying near his elbows. A low caliber rifle lays slung behind his back. " ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME!? " the unknown man punches Joe in the stomach. Joe heaves for air and replies in a cracked , dry voice " Joe! J-Joe Stanza! " the man nods, then asks " Where did you come from ? " Joe has trouble thinking, as his vision blurs .

Joe grabs a remote from beside the couch, and turns on the TV at the other side of the room, his children playing on the floor, a woman sitting beside him doing her nails. " Funny huh John! " the man behind desk on the TV show exclaims to his guest, a man with slicked back hair, and a suite " Yes it is Chuck, and, Hehe, and that wasn't the last time either, there was another time -- " Joe speaks to the woman beside him " Would you like a drink honey?" The woman smiles and replies " Wake up." Joe furls his eyebrows and exclaims " Is that a no? " the woman sets her nail polish down " WAKE UP! NOW!" she screams.

More water falls over Joe's face , he gasps again " WAKE UP NOW!" the frail man yells as he throws a bucket aside " WHERE!" Joe blinks hard, and coughs loudly, then coughs again, before taking in a heavy breath " . . . Uhh, I , I came from Fort-Casanova!" the man next to Joe asks " What do you mean ?" Joe blinks hard again before replying " It's uh, a Missile defense station! I need to reach Burchtonebole!" the man asks " Why are you heading there?" Joe's head rings. "WHY!?" the man flicks Joe's exposed forehead " I have to reach Commander Burton! I! uhh. . ." Joe's vision goes blurry again as the man shakes Joe's shoulders " Okay, okay, let's get you up . " The man says to Joe, as he undoes Joe's restraints.

Joe comes back to consciousness after his hands are unbound, as he slowly sits up on the table. "Easy fella. " the frail man tells Joe , as he grabs a cup of water for Joe. " Easy. " the man says " I'm sorry for hitting you, I just needed to sure you answered my questions, to many people, coming in and trying to kill and , steal, since the bombs fell two days ago. . . " Joe nods , drinking from the coffee cup with shaking hands. " Wh-where's Guy? " Joe asks the man before drinking more water."That man who was driving the bike? " Joe nods and replies " Yes , yeah, is he here?" the man replies to Joe's question after a slight sigh.

" We only found you on that road by the time we got there, fella. "





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