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threeplusfireThe police helicopter is circling over our apartments, the spotlight shining down on us. I stepped outside to see them flying, because usually they are chasing people on the highway. But this time the light shone directly down between the building, and flashed over me twice.
While I stood there, barefoot and wrapped in a sweater, a man came running past me. He jerked and jumped to the side when he realized I was there. I stepped back too, and he took off running in his white track suit and pulling his cap down low. It seems absurd to be running in the night in a white suit, especially when they have the helicopter after you.
The rumbling sound of the engine blades matches the beating of my heart. It's loud and close.
While I stood there, barefoot and wrapped in a sweater, a man came running past me. He jerked and jumped to the side when he realized I was there. I stepped back too, and he took off running in his white track suit and pulling his cap down low. It seems absurd to be running in the night in a white suit, especially when they have the helicopter after you.
The rumbling sound of the engine blades matches the beating of my heart. It's loud and close.