An USMV is sent home after 4 tours in Iraq and 3 tour in Afghanistan. He has more than enough money to get by, but that's not the problem. The problem is his endless amount of free time with nothing to do. So to keep himself busy he looks for a mund...
"We need some cover fire on left side! Gunner, Mason, watch you right flank..." the lieutenant yells out from the side. I barely heard him over the constant machine gun fire. I trie to focus my breathing and block out all the sounds around me except for the machine gun. " 45 Mississippi, 46 Mississippi, 47 Mississippi..." I counted. I've been here long enough to know what their using and how long it takes to get my window. "48 Mississippi, 49 Mississippi, 50 Mississippi..." I ended along with the sound of gun fire. With out a second thought I roll to my left and grabbed my but I Beretta 50 caliber. I take a deep breath in...and out...
*bang*
Narrators POV
Jackson sat up straight out of pure shock, breathing heavily. His face is drenched in sweat. "It's...it's just a dream. It's just a dream," he says while wiping the sweat of his brow. Jack sigh gets out of bed. He takes a cold shower and goes to the kitchen for breakfast. Jack lives alone in a decent 5 room apartment with a large-ish balcony that's well furnished and has cheap rent. The rooms are the following; one bedroom and one bathroom (both connected with each other), one empty room now used as a private gym, a large room that's not only his dining room but his kitchen and Entertainment Centre as well. The 5th room is a walk in closet no bigger than 3×4 meters with a steel vault door hiding behind a wooden panel, his own personal touch (a gun safe).
This was supposed to be his retirement home. He had everything he needed and more. Enough money to get by on the essentials and he has no need for anything else. The only things that did cost him a lot is his dark oak piano, his own gym set, the installation of the gun safe and a state-of-the-art Entertainment Centre. He also started a small vegetable garden on his balcony and gets a monthly payment for his service in the military. He has nothing to worry about and all the time in the world to live life free. Yet that's what's wrong, freedom. The man simply has to much of it. All that time to do completely nothing.
Jackson, dressed in a khaki coloured tank top and camo pants and boots. He sits down his bacon and eggs, grill tomatoes and toast on the dining room table. He returns to the kitchen to grab his coffee. Just then dit he hear a knock at his door. There was no one when he answered other than the newspaper. "Ha, they delivered early and at my door for that matter. The manager must have gotten the elevator fixed," he said. Jackson went back inside after retrieving his newspaper. He sits it down on the table opened on the job advertisement section. After getting his coffee he sits down and enjoys his breakfast while looking for a mundane job. As he reads through Jack marks jobs that he's interested in.
Most of them involving security or guard posts. After breakfast, and washing the dishes, Jack called the companys about the a job application. Sadly he's rejected from almost all of them dew to his file, more specifically his military history that's included with it.It's mid-day and Jack is still looking. As he goes through the list Jack finds himself looking at a night guard post advertisement.
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