Myaogu'irce Park: Blot out the sun

Hanging high in the sky the sun beats down upon the people below. Not many birds appear to be out and none are singing their tunes. The grass is green but clearly shows signs of dehydration, they're beginning to wilt. The passersby on the sidewalks and across the street walk at an unusually slow pace, and the high-end market shopping windows are not to blame.

"This heat is almost unbearable." I announce outwardly as if someone were paying attention. Sitting on the bench I try my best not to think of the heat. Praying on what thoughts had plagued me the night before. One in particular had remained with me nearly the entire day. "I wonder if there's a way to blot out the sun." The thought would seem to be one of a large proportion. If there was a way, it would certainly involve more than a standard form filing. "Perhaps a sacrifice to a heathen god…" the thought popped into my head like popcorn under pressure from the heat of this day. "No!" I said to myself. That's not going to work. No one would volunteer for such a cause. They'd never be around to enjoy it.

"Excuse me sir," My thoughts interrupted by a voice told from above me. Looking up I saw an officer of the law standing over me, his shadow giving my heated body no rest from the sun. "You've been sitting there some time now there sir, think its best you move along." The voice came down on me with more force and less suggestion. I willed my legs to move but the heat drained all energy from me.

"I'm not hurting anything officer, just enjoying the view the park provides. I haven't seen anyone else show an interest in sitting here. I see no point in leaving unless I have to." The words were preselect and shouldn't have been said. It's well known to the people that travel this park regularly that security has no regard for human life. It's been said that they have killed people for the thrill of it. Suddenly willing my legs to move seemed a tad bit easier.

"Well much as it pleases you to do so I'm afraid you look suspicious sitting there for such a long period of time. So unless you're in the market for trouble I would recommend leaving with yourself intact." The words were piercing and cold. His body posture changed to match his aggressive tone. At once I found the strength to stand and I began to walk away.

Turning my head back I muttered to him with forced pleasantry, "Of course officer, and thank you for your recommendation." Walking away with haste my mind was slowly returning to the thought I had before and the heat when I felt an enormous amount of pain surge through my body. Like a thousand needles rampaging outward from the small of my back. I dropped to my knees. "This isn't right," I thought to myself and realized the irony of it all. I knew this was coming, I'd of had a better chance attacking the security officer than I would walking away. The sights in my eyes dimmed and then faded to black. I lost all feeling of the world. Wouldn't be long before I couldn't think, might as well let go now.