The next day...
Doc was exhausted. His morning run usually took about an hour, he'd start it at 8 and he'd be back by 9, but his mind had been elsewhere and before he knew it, it was 10:30. He walked over to the mailboxes, unlocked his mailbox, took out his mail and went upstairs. Saying hello to his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson on his way up.
When he reached his apartment he unlocked it, hucked his keys onto the counter and flopped down on his couch, mail in hand. He spoke to himself as he read his mail.
"bills, bills, letter from big brothers.." He paused, there was a note with no address on it. It just said, 'Monte Parker'. He frowned, he didn't know who it could be from, all the people that are close to him work with him and would have no need to write a letter to him. He opened it, it was a plain white piece of paper, there was only one word on it,
'Soon'
Doc was exhausted. His morning run usually took about an hour, he'd start it at 8 and he'd be back by 9, but his mind had been elsewhere and before he knew it, it was 10:30. He walked over to the mailboxes, unlocked his mailbox, took out his mail and went upstairs. Saying hello to his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson on his way up.
When he reached his apartment he unlocked it, hucked his keys onto the counter and flopped down on his couch, mail in hand. He spoke to himself as he read his mail.
"bills, bills, letter from big brothers.." He paused, there was a note with no address on it. It just said, 'Monte Parker'. He frowned, he didn't know who it could be from, all the people that are close to him work with him and would have no need to write a letter to him. He opened it, it was a plain white piece of paper, there was only one word on it,
'Soon'