Chapter 3
The weather was getting more and more chilly. This town is surely creepy.
I should go and search for a workplace... Maybe even find an apartment or something... That's Gonna be hard...
The town was not big. You could actually say that it was minuscule. Hardly any roads connected the few buildings. Close to the pie shop was a supermarket. Lee thought that it could be a good start to search for a potential employment.
The doors slided open and revealed an elderly couple standing behind the front desk.
‚Hello young man.' the woman said gleefully.
‚Umm... Hy. I actually search for a place to work.'
‚Well yes. It is important for the youth to learn how to manage time and money!' Added the old man.
‚Yes yes. Indeed.' the woman interrupted.
‚What I was trying to say is that I hope I could find s'mthing here.' Stanley tried to explain.
‚Oh my~ well I don't know...'
‚Please! I am desperate! I will do anything! I can just sweep the floor or clean the front desk! I am not very good at Maths, but I can also do the inventory!'
‚This shop is a family tradition..'said the old man sharply.
‚I beg you! I need to earn money!'
‚Come on honey, don't be so sharp with him!'
‚No is no!'
Stanley felt hurt. Like he was useless. He used to beg a lot in the past so be can find something to earn money from. But this is going too far. Thinking that he doesn't have ANY qualification for any kind of job, the hope of getting hired at the bank or the police station was surely not an option.
The dusk slowly made its way through the little town and that meant one thing: another day wasted with the hope of finding a way to earn a living. In fact, if he had a coin for every time he was rejected, he probably wouldn't need to humiliate himself in front of others...
What happened to him? He had PRIDE. He thought he was worth living his life. But, now everything changed... Thinking about this, the way to the car seemed to be longer than usual, and more painful.
When his hand reached the car door's handle, his thoughts flew somewhere else. He observed that the sky was almost entirely black. Those were the night's in which the memories were too hard to bear... New Jersey, his family, Stan-o-War, his brother... All seemed to be so far away... Like it was all just a short dream.
Stanley drove into the forest. He was still freaked out by the encounter with Big Foot but the truth was, he had nowhere to go. The silence of the night made the creaks of the fallen branches feel like a nostalgic song.
He drove a little before finding the right spot to park. It was a nice little path, with only a few trees. The branches were letting the dim moonlight crawl through them.
Stanley looked at the car's mirror. He always had there some memories from home. There was also a picture of him and his brother. He picked it up and examined it. He misses Ford so much...
But eventually, he had to go to sleep. So he streched the front seat of the car and took from the back of the vehicle a blanket. It wasn't the most comfortable „bed", but truthfuly speaking, it was „home".
It wasn't long before Lee fell asleep. The mood was perfect for a good night's slumber.
However, shortly after he seemed to reach the Land of Dreams, a bright light disturbed him.
‚What on the Hot Belgian Waffles is happening..?'
An unknown source of light spotted to Lee's rusty red car. It was too bright to be just a flashlight...
A figure started approaching the car. The same figure opened the door to the car, and pushed Stanley out.
Stanley wanted to punch the idiot in the face but did not manage to do it. Someone else came from behind and used a cloth with an unknown substance to make him faint instantly.
Right before his counciousness left him, Stanley just heard:
‚It's a man.'
‚It doesn't matter. He'll do the trick.'
‚He doesn't look bad either.'
‚Might have a little bit of fun before making him work...'