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Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 5
Happy with his new life he headed to the hidden part of the park, where his route started. It was a little scary walking around in the park when it was so dark, but he just ignored all of his hallucinations. After all, there were the sellers he'd been afraid of when he was a kid, and now he was one of them, one of the nice ones. He didn't want to frighten children or get involved with the police as many others did. No, he wanted to be a nice person who just sold some stuff to survive in the 21. Century.
As John came to the darkest part of the park he discovered a person lying on a bench, which the drug addicts had moved away from the other side of the park. John decided to just pass the man and go further when the man woke up.
"Who's there?"
"I am", John answered without thinking.
"Who are you?"
"Johnny".
"Whose Johnny?"
"I am".
"Shut up, you moron! Get out of here!"
"Do you need anything, or…?"
The man was about to smack John right in the face when he heard what he was asked.
"D'you got something?"
"Yeah, I'm working for Kye. I believe you've heard about him?"
"I sure do", the man said with a huge grin. "Everyone on the streets has heard that name. You're a loser if you haven't".
"He saved my life".
"He's saved most of us". The man reached out his hand. "I'm Albert, but everyone calls be Abby".
"Abby….", John repeated thinking about the Abby he knew. "That's…. a nice name… I'm John, or Johnny. You choose".
"Johnny! So, what do you got?"
"Oh, just some stuff Kye asked me to sell. You know, different kinds of heroine, morphine, methadone and some LSD".
"Nice little package, hu?"
John smiled. He seemed like a nice man. "Yeah. You want anything?"
"Naaa!" Albert said. "I've got plenty myself. Come with, I'll show you where people buy as it was candy".
"Thanks".
Albert took John over to one of the most hidden streets nearby the park. As they came closer John could see people everywhere. Some were lying at the ground sleeping while others just sat by the walls looking at nothing. They were all under the influence of different kinds of drugs.
"It seems like these people already have had their doses", John said.
"Don't worry, Johnny. They're only warming up. The most of them are sleeping off the LSD for later to buy from us".
"How long have you been working for Kye?"
Albert began thinking while rolling his eyes. John could see he was counting. "About 9 years, I think".
"Wow, you must have earned quite a lot of money, then? I mean, it's great business".
"Yeah, I've made a few bucks over the years, but I kinda like working for Kye and I like most of the people I meet so why give up something you like?"
"You are so right", John agreed. "I just took some fentanyl and boom! I was in this rehab. Centre in Atlanta. My former co-workers practically owned me, but now I'm free as a bird".
"Atlanta, hu? I still can't stand that place". Albert made a funny grimace to show how much he hated that place. John just laughed.
"You've been there?"
"Twice. That place is full of wannabe-smart people. Did you run into that horrible Sophie Millander?"
"God, she was cruel!" John said laughing. "The scary witch in Atlanta".
"The scary *bitch* in Atlanta", Albert corrected and they both laughed. John was surprised of how much he enjoyed Albert's company. With him he didn't need to be the John everybody knew. In a weird way it was a relieving feeling to be there with Albert, who didn't judge him for the choices he'd done in his life.
"So…", John started still laughing. "Are you a doctor?"
Albert nodded. "When I left I was a resident, but I hardly remember anything now. I just don't care anymore".
"Me too"
Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 5
Happy with his new life he headed to the hidden part of the park, where his route started. It was a little scary walking around in the park when it was so dark, but he just ignored all of his hallucinations. After all, there were the sellers he'd been afraid of when he was a kid, and now he was one of them, one of the nice ones. He didn't want to frighten children or get involved with the police as many others did. No, he wanted to be a nice person who just sold some stuff to survive in the 21. Century.
As John came to the darkest part of the park he discovered a person lying on a bench, which the drug addicts had moved away from the other side of the park. John decided to just pass the man and go further when the man woke up.
"Who's there?"
"I am", John answered without thinking.
"Who are you?"
"Johnny".
"Whose Johnny?"
"I am".
"Shut up, you moron! Get out of here!"
"Do you need anything, or…?"
The man was about to smack John right in the face when he heard what he was asked.
"D'you got something?"
"Yeah, I'm working for Kye. I believe you've heard about him?"
"I sure do", the man said with a huge grin. "Everyone on the streets has heard that name. You're a loser if you haven't".
"He saved my life".
"He's saved most of us". The man reached out his hand. "I'm Albert, but everyone calls be Abby".
"Abby….", John repeated thinking about the Abby he knew. "That's…. a nice name… I'm John, or Johnny. You choose".
"Johnny! So, what do you got?"
"Oh, just some stuff Kye asked me to sell. You know, different kinds of heroine, morphine, methadone and some LSD".
"Nice little package, hu?"
John smiled. He seemed like a nice man. "Yeah. You want anything?"
"Naaa!" Albert said. "I've got plenty myself. Come with, I'll show you where people buy as it was candy".
"Thanks".
Albert took John over to one of the most hidden streets nearby the park. As they came closer John could see people everywhere. Some were lying at the ground sleeping while others just sat by the walls looking at nothing. They were all under the influence of different kinds of drugs.
"It seems like these people already have had their doses", John said.
"Don't worry, Johnny. They're only warming up. The most of them are sleeping off the LSD for later to buy from us".
"How long have you been working for Kye?"
Albert began thinking while rolling his eyes. John could see he was counting. "About 9 years, I think".
"Wow, you must have earned quite a lot of money, then? I mean, it's great business".
"Yeah, I've made a few bucks over the years, but I kinda like working for Kye and I like most of the people I meet so why give up something you like?"
"You are so right", John agreed. "I just took some fentanyl and boom! I was in this rehab. Centre in Atlanta. My former co-workers practically owned me, but now I'm free as a bird".
"Atlanta, hu? I still can't stand that place". Albert made a funny grimace to show how much he hated that place. John just laughed.
"You've been there?"
"Twice. That place is full of wannabe-smart people. Did you run into that horrible Sophie Millander?"
"God, she was cruel!" John said laughing. "The scary witch in Atlanta".
"The scary *bitch* in Atlanta", Albert corrected and they both laughed. John was surprised of how much he enjoyed Albert's company. With him he didn't need to be the John everybody knew. In a weird way it was a relieving feeling to be there with Albert, who didn't judge him for the choices he'd done in his life.
"So…", John started still laughing. "Are you a doctor?"
Albert nodded. "When I left I was a resident, but I hardly remember anything now. I just don't care anymore".
"Me too"