Time Frame: One week before the outbreak
POV: Ellis
Main event: Being tazed
Did I ever tell you about the time that I got tazed by a cop? Okay, what happened was, me and Keith were at his house and he has this weird self-made deck on top of his house that we would hang out on. We were hangin out on it, being that it was a nice summer sunset and Keith already had several drinks in him, which were whiskey so he was pretty out of it. He was gonna go downstairs into the yard to turn the sprinklers on, being that the cool thing to do was water the grass at night. He turns on the water and goes to make a dash back up the stairs and he spills his whiskey while he's runnin, slips on an ice cube and then falls all the way back down the stairs and slides into the grass.
I was enjoyin a Sugar Daddy at the time (which is this really sticky caramel candy if you don't know) and him fallin startled me so I bit down real hard on it. The thing was so stuck in my teeth that I couldn't move my jaw and I ended up ripping the stick off trying to pull it out. Oh well, I leave it alone and I go to help Keith. I get him to his feet and he seems fine but his head is bleedin pretty good. When he fell down, he hit it and a piece of the broken whiskey glass cut through his eyebrow. Any good bump to the head would usually send Keith into at least a minor seizure at this point, so I was just waitin for it. He falls down on the way to the car to get him to the doctor. I drag him off the driveway and back into the lawn so he doesn't hurt his head more and suddenly a cop shows up.
The sprinklers are on. My buddy is bleedin from his head, seizing in the grass and I'm tryin to keep him from jumpin like a fish all over the yard. The cop is yellin at me and I'm tryin to tell him my buddy is havin a fit but the Sugar Daddy won't let me talk, so I'm just callin to him in some low groaning language and the cop must have thought I was a mugger or somethin along those lines cause the next thing I know, I feel like I'm on fire and I'm the one thrashin around in the yard.
Paul and Dave come runnin out, demandin to know what the cop was doin to me and the guy stops and waits for me to get back to myself. Dave tells the cop that Keith has seizures and that I was his best friend and I was just tryin to help. The guy actually ended up getting into a good deal of trouble for bein too zealous. Lookin back, he coulda shot me dead over somethin so silly. We both ended up bein just fine, though.