Edgar Roivas
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Sep-5-2008 18:49
Dan constantines head was throbbing. It was like someone had hit him in the face with a bowling ball. Then, dan constantine remembered that last week he had been bowling at his neice's birthday, and his neice (a novice at the sport) managed to miss the alley alltogether, and essentially assassinated his conciousness, sending him a ticket to painsville, with a stop in concusscionsbourough when he awakened.
Although he was hurting, he realized it felt nothing like being hit with a bowling ball. That actually hurt more. A lot more. So his clever attempt at sounding like one of those cliched detective ended in vain. Really, it was just a bad headache.
He sat in a stall of a bathroom, able to remember his neice's birthday party, and a certain really old nintendo game, but not much else.
Danny stumbled out of the stall, wishing he had a better metaphor, and that this was not a spoof of Deja Vu.
Unfortunatly, when he left the mens room, he had forgotten to pick up his jacket and hat from the hook outside the dingy bathroom. It had his identification papers, a descripition of himself, and a job summary, just in case something like this would happen.
As he stumbled out from the derelict bar containing the mysterious washroom, he had wished that he remembered who he was, and grateful that a bowling ball was not involved.
It was not that great a day for Danny Constantine. At least he had fun at the party.
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