Book Five, Chapter 107: Post-Traumatic
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“Get that damn camera out of my face!” a voice screamed into my ear.
All I could think about was the sensation of falling and the sudden realization that I had hit the ground.
I was sitting down—but I wasn’t out on the asphalt or down in the dirt. I was in the passenger seat of a truck, like a U-Haul truck, and the front of it had gotten messed up.
It took me a moment to get my bearings and realize we were tilted, but when I did, I heard the voice again.
“I said, get the camera out of my face!” the voice said.
I suddenly realized the person was speaking to me—and that I did indeed have a camera in their face. It was a nice camera, portable, high-tech, and strapped to my left hand.
The truck driver, an NPC named Earl, was next to me, and he was not pleased.
I turned the camera forward so that it wasn’t filming him anymore and looked at my situation. Earl had driven the truck down into the pit where the roller rink had once been, and somehow, I had gone with him.