One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer. “The red coats are coming, the red coats are coming!”
“Jeez Harry, take a chill pill. Those guys came and went a million years ago.”
“No, man, it’s either them or aliens. Pretty soon there’ll be a white light and little green men coming out of a big egg! Ever been probed, Charlie?”
In Harry’s defense he had been using LSD on and off for decades. His mind wasn’t exactly kosher, if you know what I mean. He and I have lived on these streets for years and every time there’s a blackout, he panics. We usually have no problems on nights like this. Everyone fears the streets because there’s no street lights. But we who live here actually enjoy it. It’s a night of not being stared at, cajoled or kicked off a doorway. Gangs stay in their hideouts, and even the cops don’t come out!
“Charlie, I see them!”
“Who is it now, Harry?”
“White figures, coming toward us, can’t you see ’em?”
“It’s just your imagination, Harry. Crawl back under that blanket. It will be morning soon enough and we’ll have to move to the park.”
“Okay, Charlie, you know best. Ya think George’ll be up soon?”
“Sure. Go back to sleep.”
As the sun began to rise, Charlie and Harry shuffled to the back alley of the donut shop and waited for George to feed them.
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