Encounter 1

Mari was sitting on the bench in the park again. She was bored. When she had nothing to do at home, she went to the park. It was literally right next to her house. Mari was sitting on the bench thinking as always. She had also taken her beloved Welsh Pembroke Corgi for a walk, the cute little darling. He was running around like a poor delusion drunk man but on all four legs; he started rolling around in the grass and nipping at the air. "Apollo? You okay?" Mari asked. Of course, the dog didn't answer back. It was in a high for Christ's sake. The poor high dog….Mari didn't give him any drugs if that's what you're thinking! Mari doesn't do drugs, Mari never does drugs. Mari's not stupid enough to lose braincells by hiding in a room and smoking with Mari (pronounced Mary), Juan (not being rascist), and Ana (yeah there really isn't anything wrong with that name); She has a life to live….well kind of.

Mari sat back on the bench in a slouch and sighed. Jason appears next to her, "Thinking again?" He asked with a nonchalant attitude. He thinks he's cool but honestly he's not. He's just a tall guy with a small black faux hawk or whatever you kids call it these days, plaid button up shirt, jeans, and a converse. A very regular guy but not cool.

"Is it a bad thing?" Mari retorted. "I can't stay in the house for another minute, if I do, I'll go crazy."

"Apollo seems to be having fun." They both watched as the dog was continuing to nip the air with deluded blind enjoyment. Once he had finished, Apollo came skipping to Mari with a look of content. Mari smiled at him and scratched his ear.

"You done, Apollo?" Apollo gave a bark of glee and Mari set off to return to her house. She didn't really do that much thinking today. It was pretty much blank. A blank slate. It was weird. Usually everyday she would think of something to think about but not today. Was her balance off today? Had she forgotten something? Oh my God, had she forgotten to turn off the stove? Holy crap, please dear God, don't let the house burn down! Wait…it's been almost thirty minutes since she had left the house if it had been on fire, there would be smokes and the smell of burning wood. Nope, the house was fine. Damn.

As Mari got up the bench and walk, she noticed a peculiar man standing across the street. A man in a suit because of course that's how you would like to see a man, a man in a business suit in the middle of a city where there are no corporate buildings whatsoever. Suspicious, hm? Mari arched her eyebrow and shook it off. She thought,

Probably one of those missionary people that randomly go to your house and ask if you believe in Jesus and you say you do but honestly you don't, not saying I don't because I do believe in Jesus and I do believe in Heaven and Hell but I'm just too damn lazy to practice and all that crap.

Mari didn't want to look at the guy, she didn't even want to notice him but the weird thing is, she couldn't help it not that she had an attraction to him, no, hell no, that would just be too damn weird. The guy is wearing a business suit for God's sake. Who would like a man in a business suit? Okay, depending if the guy was a very well built guy, maaaaybe, but not this dude. She looked for a minute or two….or five, give or take. The man wasn't looking at Mari directly he was staring at the road. He was contemplating something.

"Oh jeez…Please don't jump in the middle of the road, buddy. If you're gonna commit suicide, go jump off a bridge or something but don't go jumping in the middle of the streets where happy little kids that are playing baseball and flying their kites can see you. Oh please…no…..nooooo…" Mari lamented. She was never the suicidal type…okay probably once or twice but that was a phase and high school is a bitch, just throwing that out there. Everyone is suicidal once in their lives, take note. Anyways the guy was still standing there, not moving a muscle. Mari rolled her eyes and continued walking home with Apollo besides her. She didn't care about some random guy getting ready to commit suicide. There was a rapid amount of people who committed suicide every year, right? Mari opened the door , she would know he'd be dead when she heard the screeching of car wheels and a sickening thud.