What Mind Deemed This?
Prologue
Jeric sat waiting. His mind lingering in the distance. He watched the cars pass by as if nothing was happening. At that instance he felt there wasn’t anything happening. Sipping his coffee, he mused over the paper that was two weeks old. Re-reading the news over, and over. Sitting in a abandoned coffee shop he sipped a cold cup of black coffee. Laughing he thought of the irony of the situation.
“Still have to make my own coffee.” He said laughing. Looking over, the cars flew by faster and faster. Must be taking time, he thought. Getting up, he set his cup down. Still holding the paper he walked over to the big glass pane. It was late evening the sun barley visible through the buildings. A bright light emitted over the sky, as a beam shot down. A rush of wind ripped through the small shop as the beam hit. He walked over, and through the door. Now he could feel the full force of the gust. Stepping back, another beam struck the ground. This time behind him, as the beams searched for moment. Another car flew by.
“Bad idea.” he whispered. As the words left him another beam shot down directly on the car. He heard a man scream as the light intensified and he was caught in the middle. The car swerved into a building mashing the front end. A low humming sound, emitted from the light as it began to brighten. Jeric closed his eyes. A bright flash pierced his eyelids, knocking him down. The humming sound stopped. Opening his eyes. The street was painted in a blood red. That could only be the mans. The car sat ripped open at the top. Streaks of pain written on the front end. Jeric sat there on the door step. Looking at the car. He had seen it many times. The same thing over and over again. Now getting up he walked back inside, and sipped on his cold coffee.

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