Drops fall from a scarlet blade. Nothing is safe from death. Bullets fly threw the air leveling blood trails in their wake. Ropes tighten and decay. Knives turn bloody and fall to the ground.
I'm under water. I swim up, or is that down. I don't know where I'm going. I'm caught on rock and in sinking. Its tied to me. I reach in my pocket to pull out my knife. My knife can cut through anything. Rope is nothing. The blade cuts my wrist as I reach in. Blood rushes into the water. I drowned and the red waters grow black.
My knife falls from my pocket and I see it shimmer in a red blood light.
“Die.”
*Ring, Ring*
*Ring, Ring*
*Ring, Ring*
I grab my phone. “Hello?”
It was matt. “What? were you asleep?”
“Yah.” I looked at the clock. Five am. “What the hell!”
“What?”
“Its five in the fucking morning what are you calling me for!”
“Yah its five am but look at the date.”
I look at my new phone and find the date. “Yah so its november fifteenth.” It took me a second. “November fifteenth!”
“Get your ass up!”
I scrambled out of bed and got dressed.
Socks, pants, shirt. Socks, pants, shirt. Socks, pants, shirt.
Layers. I grabbed three eggs and started to crack and scramble. I took some granola bars out of my cabinet and shoved them in my pocket. The pan was hot so I sprayed it with nonstick spray and poured the eggs on. They sizzled on the hot skillet. I grabbed a spatula and stirred the hot mix of eggs until it was good and done. I turned off the burner and threw a hot pad down on the counter. I grabbed a fork and went to the couch and sat on my ‘butt pillow’ and turned on the news.
“And now for todays forecast.” I heard as I turned the tv on.
Perfect just what I want to know.
“Until noon there will be temperatures of mid twenties and a fifty three percent chance of snow.”
“Oh shit.” I said to myself.
I heard some rustling in my bed. It was Dot waking up tired in the dark.
I crawled into the bed with her and hugged her. “I'm sorry baby. Did I wake you?”
Dot didn't even open her eyes but leaned on my chest with her arms on my shoulders.
I brushed her soft hair with my hand. “Ok good night. I’m going out, wish me luck.”
Dot sat up and kissed my cheek.
I kissed her forehead as she fell back asleep.
I laid her back on the bed and went for the door. I almost forgot something. Where's Comma? I turned around and saw another lump in the bed with Dot. I pulled the covers down, I was right, Coma was laying in the bed with Dot.
“Take care of her, ok boy?”
I was out the door. I went to my Dads to get my geer. Matt and my dad were already in the gorge. I quickly threw on my camo and an orange vest.
So if that wasn't a dead give away, Who can guess what november fifteenth is?
This is the biggest unofficial holladay of the year. Opening day of firearm season for white tailed deer.
