Wednesday, September 24, 2014

The wind howls like a banshee down the boardwalk

                                   The wind howls like a banshee down the boardwalk.

The pink lights of lucky leo’s arcade are a sign of life on a dead off-season boardwalk.  The bat black ocean sneered at the few souls braving the moonless night. The boardwalk is so weird this time of year, John thought. Each board is so heavy…and yet it creaks with every step. John keeps turning around…and then laughing to himself at the emptiness. He knows his weight pushes the boards down but when it pops back up behind him…well he’s just going to make sure it’s the board popping up behind him.  No harm in walking a little faster. And that wind sounds alive. Or dead. One time in the Pine Barrens…he and Adjin were searching for the Jersey Devil and heard the howl of probably….a coyote and a screech owl…way too close. He begins to walk faster towards those glowing arcade lights. Inside his friends would be there and all of this would seem silly. Like who is going to grab him? He has no enemies. He has no money. If he walks closer to the buildings they may block the wind. And besides, the ocean is way too dark. What if there’s a rogue wave. The ocean could just reach out and take you out to sea. Sandy did that. Made you feel unsafe here….far away from New York City…where the latest nut jobs from the Middle East…that ISIS…is making everyone look for something.

John walks towards the buildings. And they do block the North West wind. West…the best witch was from the West…the Wicked Witch of the West.  She was after those ruby red slippers. And I’m wearing red sneakers John thinks. The wicked wind is rattling the steel grates in front of the closed stands. Like the wind is trying to get in. Or something is trying to get out, John thinks.
All of a sudden, a figure in a hoodie jumps out in front of John.

                                                                                   Adjin

                                                                  Ahh…I’m the Stalker!

                                                                                 John

                                                                      You’re an…Adjin!

                                                                                  John

                                                                      That’s not funny.
Adjin pulls his hoodie off his head.
                                                                              Adjin

Well, aren’t you all about the Stalker. I got your tweets talking about that new show…with that American Horror guy in it.
                                                                             John

                                          Dylan McDermott…still not funny Adjin.

They walk into the arcade. Every game is screaming fun and strobing lights Adjin spots the Wizard of Oz game.
                                                                    Adjin

Hey, we gotta time winning that game when Jeremy tries to hit on some girl.

                                                                    John

                                                                   Why?

                                                                    Adjin

Cause he’s short and it plays Follow the Yellow Brick Road. Picture, Jeremy leans on some machine. Hey baby, scary night out there. If you need me to walk you home…I’d protect you. Right then, we make the machine play the munchkins singing: follow, follow, follow follow the yellow brick road. Adjin laughs at his own joke.
                                                                   John

                                           You are your biggest fan.

                                                                 Adjin

Hey, maybe he could walk you home…protect you. You delicate thing.

                                                                John

                                                             Shut up

                                                              Adjin

You should have seen your face when I jumped out…the Stalker!

                                                            John

                                           The Sucker…you suck.

Patty walks up in a tight, sport shirt.

                                                           John

                  Hey, you look good. How’s the nursing going?

                                                       Patty

                                It’s Alyssa Milano…Touch AM. 
  
Adjin goes to touch her shirt.

Patty playfully slaps his hand away.

                                                   Patty

                              I didn’t say for you to touch.     Hey, this is played out today. Wanna walk around the town…before it gets too cold to go for our walks?

                                                  Adjin

               Would you protect Johnny out there. He’s scared.    

                                                  John

The nut, pulls up his hoody…so you can’t even see his face…and jumps out from behind a closed building on the boardwalk…right in front of me.

                                                 Patty laughs

You used your hoodie? Serves you right John. I’ve read your tweets about that Stalker show.

                                                      Adjin

                           With that American Horror guy.

                                                     John

Dylan McDermott. Dylan McDermott. Dylan McDermott.

                                               Girls nearby

                               Here? In Seaside Heights?

                                                 Patty

Yes. Hollywood stars hang out in Lucky Leo’s arcade in Seaside Heights. They can be themselves.
Jeremy walks up to a girl. Just as Adjin hits the Wizard of OZ machine and it plays: follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the yellow brick road.

                                                                  Adjin

                             Well Patty, the Munchkins hang out here.

                                                               Patty

         Well I don’t want to hang out here tonight. Come on. Let’s leave this clambake.
As they go back out onto the boardwalk, a mist has rolled in from the bayside of the island. Whispers of grey white run across the boardwalk and onto the sand. They are like the ghosts of summer…people long gone.  John pauses for a moment as Adjin and Patty hit the boards.
                                                         
                                                          Adjin
                                      
                                             I’ll protect you Johnny.
                                                         
                                                           John

               Great, I’m being protected by the first Stalker wanna be.
                                                          
                                                          Adjin
                            
                                     Starring that American Horror guy
                                                        
                                                           John
                        
 Dylan McDermott dam….You are not going to make me curse.

Patty and Adjin scream out curses that echo down the empty boardwalk. Anyone out there…knows they are coming.







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