Tuesday, November 6th 11:41 AM So, who are you voting for?

A middle aged, middle class Caucasian man asks Robert as theyre standing in line at the voters booth. Robert looks around with a bewildering look on his face as if the man isnt talking to him. The man says, Yes, I am talking to you, sir. Robert says, Do I know you? Man says, Not from a can of paint. Just figured maybe we could chat while were waiting. Robert says, Chat? We have been in this line for twenty minutes. Why do you pick now to chat when were so close to the booth? Man says, No reason. There is a lot of tension in the air about this election. We could be the voters who will change the course of history. Robert gives the man a blank, emotionless stare and then says, Who are you, Doc Brown? Askin about a persons presidential pick is like askin their penis size The man says, No it isnt. Robert says, Or if their wife is good in bed. The man says, Youre being absurd.

Robert says, NOOOO! Youre being absurd for askin a complete stranger, Who are you votin for? Why do you feel the need to know? In no way, shape, or form that is a great conversation starter. The man says, Well excuse me. Robert says, No, excuse me while I go cast my PRIVATE vote, you, nosey, evil man. Ill bid you adieu! Robert struts up to the booth and dramatically closes the curtain behind him. 6:30 PM C.J. is driving in his car while his cellular phone is on the cars Bluetooth device. C.J. is smiling as hes driving. He is on the phone with his mother. Her voice is coming through the speakers of the car. Ms. Brenda says, Did you vote today? C.J. says, Yes mom. First thing this morning. Ms. Brenda says, Did you vote, Obama? C.J. says, Thats kind of private, mom dukes. Ms. Brenda says, Oh, ya too good now to vote for Obama? Ya actin Republican now since youre in Hollywood? C.J. says, What does that mean, mom? Ms. Brenda says, Ya talkin back me? I will still beat that butt. C.J. says, Okay mom. How did you hold up during the storm last week? I cant get through to your phone. Ms. Brenda says, Pretty well. Robyn and Deacon Eddie stayed with me durin the storm. Lights went out for a few hours but we made the best of it. C.J. says, Mom, why are you still around that man? Ms. Brenda says, Who? The Deacon? Hes a good man, boy. C.J. says, Mom, listen, I do not trust that man. Just trust me on this one, stay away from him. Ms. Brenda says, Boy, ya dont tell me who to be round. Do I pick your friends for you? Like that damn Jay, I told you I dont like him.

C.J. says, I know, mom, but this is different. There is something about him I do not trust. Ms. Brenda says, What?! Ya know something I dont know, boy? *Beep* C.J. looks down at his caller identification on his cellular phone and the name that appears is Warren. C.J. says, MomMomI need to call you back. I have to take this call on the other line. Ms. Brenda says, Okay. Ya better call me back. I love you. C.J. says, Love you too. Ms. Brenda ends her call and C.J. flicks to the incoming call from Warren. C.J. says, War! What can I do for you, kind sir? Thursday, November 8th 11:58 AM C.J. is sitting at his desk in his office in the studio. Hes sitting behind his desk on his work phone. He looks relaxed as he doodles on a piece of paper sitting in front of him. C.J. says, Hey, Chris! This is C.J. leaving another message. Ive been calling you for a week now; just checking to see if youre okay. I havent seen your face for awhile now and you know the show is premiering next week. Sunday is the critics viewing of the show. Just checking to see if youll be available. I know youre a grown man but I am a little worried about you, kid. SoGive me a call back when you get this, pleaseOkay. Bye. C.J. hangs up his work phone and then stares into space for a moment. 12:01 PM Robert enters C.J.s office while C.J. is still sitting behind his desk gazing off into space. Robert paces into C.J.s office saying, Cee, have you ever had a person asked you who youre votin for at the votin booth? C.J. says, Robert says, Cee? Earth to C.J.? C.J. says, Huh? What were you saying? Robert says, Have you ev

C.J. says, Let me ask you something, when was the last time you seen Chris? Robert says, UmmmmMaybe almost two week ago. Why? C.J. says, Hm. I have been calling him and no answer. Robert says, You know he gets into his ways since Lolas death. C.J. says, I know but this just feels strange not hearing from him. Robert says, You want me to swing by his place tomorrow? I have to meet Eli tomorrow night. C.J. says, Yes please. Another thing, is Eli like your boyfriend or something? Robert giggles like an innocent little girl with his right hand covering his mouth. C.J. says, That was gay, Robbie. No man should ever laugh like a Geisha. Its not a good look on a grown ass man. Robert says, Shut up! Do you have time to listen to my question/story/vent? C.J. says, Will this be long? Robert says, Yes. C.J. slouches down in his chair then kicks his feet up onto his desk and rest his hands on his stomach. C.J. says, Im all ears. Robert says, Okay! I was at the votin booth yesterday and this guy! This fuckin guy! Friday, November 9th 10:36 AM So, Jay, do you have any desires or goals? Sonya says to Jay as theyre sitting across from one another. Jay is leaning front with his forearms on his knees as he looks at Sonya. Sonya is sitting back in her seat as she calmly looks at Jay. Jay says, Goals and desires like that? Life goals? Sonya says, Sure. What are some of your life goals? Jay says, I got none. Ive already completed my main life goal. Sonya says, And what is that?

Jay says, Bein a little wealthy and rich. Sonya says, Okay, well any desires? Jay says, Nope. None. Done them too. Mostly sexual desires. See, I was a nerd growin up and nobody wanna fuck the small, skinny Asian kid. So when I become a little rich I fucked up a hurricane. I was in forty-five threesome, six orgies, watched two all girl orgies in person, givin out bukkakes, two pearl necklaces, four golden shower, fucked in public, in front of people, twice, I fisted a chick once; now that was strange. Sonya appears as if she becoming aroused from what Jay is saying about his sexual desires. Sonya says, You know something, Jay, how about we wrap todays session up and come back tomorrow? Jay says, What? I was just bout to get to the good parts. The real fetish and drug mixed shit. Sonya says, Jay. Please. Ill see you tomorrow. Sonya quickly storms out the room as Jay looks on in confusion. 6:12 PM Robert is walking into Chris apartment because the front door is slightly cracked open. Robert creeps into Chris apartment thats in ruins. Robert is slightly startled from the chaos thats has happened in Chris apartment. Robert yells out, Hello? Chris? Chris, are you here? Are you alright? Hello? Robert walks up to Chris table in his living room; he notices a postcard with the picture on the front of it, see picture below.

Robert flips the postcard to the front and Robert reads, Resurrection Men? Somebody clears their throat by gesturing, Ahem. Robert quickly turns around and Joe the Resurrection Man tasers Robert under his chin. Robert eyes rolls shut as he falls to the floor. An Asian woman comes walking out of Chris bedroom and a bald African-American man comes walking out of the kitchen. Both, the Asian woman and African-American man have piercing blue eyes. With an emotionless look on Joes face, he says in a deep, dark, and calm voice, Sister Jane, perform a mind scan on Robert. See if he knows the whereabouts of Christopher Goldberg. Dispose of any evidence of our society in this apartment. Jane says, Yes sir. Joe says, And, Sister Jane, wipe him clean of ever being here in Christophers apartment. Jane says, Yes sir. Joe says, Brother Joe, track any leads on Christopher. Brother Joe says, Yes sir. What would you like for me to do if I find him? Joe says, Give him the opinion of being mind wiped or termination of his life force. Brother Joe says, Yes sir. Joe kneels down to an unconscious Robert only to grab the postcard out of his hand. Joe pulls his silver lighter out and burns the postcard. Joes emotionlessly stares at the postcard burning on the floor next to Robert. Sunday, November 11th 3:45 AM Darkness with a thin beam of light shining from a bedroom. The Bedroom door opens and Carrie runs out naked, giggling. She runs to the kitchen while C.J. is yelling from the bedroom, Grab the whip cream and a banana! Carrie says in a confusing tone, A banana? C.J. says, Felicia wants you to stick her with the banana and shes going to push it back out. I kind of want to see this!

Carrie grabs two bananas and the whip cream from the refrigerator as she nods her head in wariness. Carrie mumbles, Okaaaay but if it gets stuck in her Im out. Thats a weird situation to explain to a doctor. Carrie walks back into the bedroom while her plump buttock cheeks are doing a slight jiggle as she walks. Carrie gets to the doorway with a big smile on her face while saying, Are you two sexy mother fuckers ready? Felicia says from the bedroom, Stop teasin me. Cmon and lay on this bed so I can taste you. Carrie says, MmmmmF-air e-nough! Carrie enters the bedroom giggling as she closes the door behind her. 7:10 PM Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Deacon Eddie is locking up the church on a dark, cold night. Deacon Eddie looks very pleasant spirited as he walks down the front step of the church. A mother and daughter are walking pass Deacon Eddie, the mother and girl say, Hi Deacon Eddie. Deacon Eddie happily waves at the two females while saying, Hello beautiful ladies! See ya in church next Sunday! Deacon Eddie is strolling down the street happily whistling as his hands are in his grey, wool coat pockets. Deacon Eddie approaches the corner of the block and there is a homeless man sitting on the curb waving his cup in the air for a few coins. The homeless man says, Could ya spare sum change, pleaz? Deacon Eddie smiles at him and then says, I can do you one better! Heres a fifty! As Deacon Eddie leans forward to place the fifty dollar bill into the homeless mans cup the man pulls out a taser and tasers Deacon Eddies right hand. The wave of electric shock goes through Deacon Eddies body, paralyzing him. Before he could hit the ground a van pulls up and two men jumps out the side door of the van. One of the two men throws a black hood over Deacon Eddies head. The second man grabs his feet as the first man grabs his top half of his body. The homeless man swiftly jumps into the van as the two men quickly throw a twitching Deacon Eddie into the van. A fourth man closes the van door after man one and two jump in. The van then quickly pulls off into the calm, desolate, cold night.

Savages. Humanity was birth and built to be savages. Even a good man can be a savage for a certain goal. Christopher James C.J. Johnson