You go to bed

You start thinking. All sorts of memories are comming to you: graduation, New York City, the move to Saint Louis. You ask yourself questions about yor life, you career, your relationship. The drill, can't sleep. You eventually fall asleep for what seemed like a minute. Suddenly, the sound of someone knocking on your bedroom door pulls you out of you dream. The clock indicates 11:49pm. "Just let me sleep, Dad", you think. What the hell? He is dead! Dad died three years ago and I live alone. Who can it be? You are horrified. The sound is continuous, but no one opens the door. You slowly approach the door and lock it. What to do? You realize you have your cell phone. You call 911. The line is occupied. You try it again several times, unsuccessfully.

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