* This is a fictionalized account of some shit that actually happened. All the names, locations, etc. have been changed to protect the innocent as well as the guilty. – JG *
INTERIOR – NEEDLE TRAX – DAY
Griffin and Hoover do the record store hunch, flipping through the racks at Needle Trax, looking for treasures. “Jim” sits up front at the register reading a copy of Goldmine magazine.
Griffin holds up James Brown’s Live at the Apollo, Vol. 1.
Nice! How much?
10 bucks. It’s worth it.
Hoover holds up Love’s best of, “Love Revisited”.
Wait, isn’t that mostly “Forever Changes”?
I don’t own “Forever Changes”!
Well, then, holy shit, get that!
They each go back to their individual flipping.
(without looking up)
So, what do you think is going on,
(also without looking up)
I don’t know, man.
Are you scared?
I don’t know. Should I be? (looks up)
Are you scared, Hoover?
Yeah, kind of. I’m not sure either. It’s too
easy to just say that we’re being irrational
and it’s just a coincidence that all this is
happening at once. I’ll tell you, man, it sure
doesn’t feel like a coincidence.
I know. It definitely feels weird, like...
Like there’s no way that I could, like, prove
that the suicides were connected...
Jim’s ears perk up at the mention of suicide.
...and it’s not typical depressed teenager shit.
Right, but then why didn’t any of them leave
I know! And there’s no reason why someone
would want Hannah dead. And there’s no reason
for Jeremy Janks to kill his whole family.
It just doesn’t make sense.
Hey, I never got to ask you: did you think there
was something really, like, genuinely weird in
Snakeland that day or did we just freak ourselves
Jim almost says something at “Snakeland” but stops himself.
Well, you and D-Man certainly freaked yourselves
Yeah, I know, but didn’t you think it was weird?
Yeah. All kidding aside, it was really freaky.
The cat fighting the rat was totally weird,
especially after that dream.
Especially after that dream.
Neither says anything for a few moments. Jim keeps looking at them.
Well, you wanna check out?
Yeah, let’s go.
Jim pretends to be busy reading as Hoover and Griffin place their stacks on the counter.
HOOVER and GRIFFIN
Jim looks both stacks over.
Tell you what, guys: gimme 10 bucks each
and we’re square.
Griffin and Hoover look at each other, shrug and laugh.
HOOVER and GRIFFIN
Jim checks them both out, puts the stacks in two separate bags and hands them over.
Here you go, guys.
Yeah, thanks a lot!
They dash out. Jim sits alone in the empty record store.
It’s happening again.