Dan suddenly remembered the garbage stuck in the laundry room garbage chute that he noticed when they were first in there. "We need to go back inside," he told Herbert.
They went back up to the 2nd floor once they went inside again. Dan directs Herbert to the laundry room. He pointed out the garbage and was glad he remembered it.
"I don't suppose we have anything that can be used to knock it loose," Herbert said.
Dan looked at the canned juice and sighed, disappointed that he couldn't drink all six or at least one of the cans. He knew he would have to bear with his thirst for a little while more. "This should work. It would've been nice to drink it though, and I would have shared with you, Herbert." He lobbed the juice at the chute.
They both heard a loud crash and Herbert semi-smiled at Dan in acknowledgment of his job well done. They headed back outside to find where the garbage landed. They turned right and saw the garbage.
"Would you kindly care to search through that garbage for anything important?" Herbert asked Dan, way too sweetly, especially for him.
"You're helping me."
"Fine."
They searched through the garbage. Herbert picked up a coin with an old man on it and a section of the local newspaper.
Dan moved closer to him as he began to read the article. The story was about the death of a man named Walter Sullivan arrested a few years back in connection with the brutal murders of two local children. It also gave the thoughts of a former friend of Sullivan who claimed that Sullivan wasn't himself and said that "the red devil" made him do it. A chill ran down Dan's spine as he heard the story.