Narrative: A Short Story

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My iPhone 's speakers blared out, Brendan Urie 's voice filling every inch of my small bedroom. The bright light flashed, illuminating the dark room. I roll over to my side and without looking grabbed my phone and slid the green answer button. With a heavy sigh, I pulled the device up to my ear.
"Go," I muttered sleepily.
"Journey," Axel 's was rushed through the phone, "Journey, Journey, Journey."
"Axel?" I asked.
I sat up in my bed, the covers rushing around me like disturbed ocean waves. My golden retriever jumped up, alert, trying to figure out what was going on. I rubbed his head before I stood and shuffled over to the light switch. I flips the little white knob and the light felt like it was burning in my soul.
"Journey, oh my God
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I nodded my head and dug around my wristlet. I found my license and handed it to the woman. She snatched it out of my hands, took a quick look at it, and threw it back at me. I barely caught it. She typed something into the computer then looked back up at me.
"Follow the officer," She grumbled.
She looks back down at the monitor and I shot her a bitchy look.
At the end of the hall posed a blond haired uniformed officer. He looked young, just old enough to have trained to work at a government funded establishment. I walked up to him and he smiled at me. My shoulders physically relaxed and I returned the gesture.
I reached him and he bumped my shoulder with one of his broad elbows.
"Don 't worry 'bout her," he whispered so only I could hear, "Mrs. Rucker is a piece of work. I 've been here for 6 months already and I still haven 't seen a hint of a smile on that woman 's face."
I stifled my laughter with my hand and he let out a breathy chuckle. I stole a glance at his name tag. It shifted a bit, but I could make out the name 'Mark Collins '.
He turned towards the gated door and slide his key card through the slot beside it. The little light turned green and the door made a clicking sound before it unlocked. Mark grasped the black metal bars with his meaty hands and pulled it open. He gestured his free hand towards the

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