Civil Service

                  Mike covered his mouth trying to be as quiet as possible. He can hear the footsteps walking through his house. He looked through the cracks of his closed closet door, his stomach tightened in fear of them finding him. He closed his eyes as he seen the soldier stepping closer and closer to the closet. He rushed out the closet, grabbed the solider.  Mike swung him on the floor the gun flew a crossed the room. Mike could hear the other soldiers running down the stairs. He dived for the gun he turned to the soldier on the floor and let it off. His body jumped as the sound of gunshots filled the house. He hide behind the couch, breathing heavily he knew they could hear him. He stood up griping the gun as tight as he could he started shooting. The soldiers shot back bullets were flying everywhere. A sharp pain filled mike chest he dropped the gun but the soldiers kept shooting. Bullets tearing through his flesh blood splashing as he fell back.

                      Mike woke up in tears with sweat rolling down his face. The clock on the wall said it was a quarter after 3 in the morning. His house was quiet no sign or sound of soldiers being in there. He turned over and put his head back onto his pillow. The nightmare he just he playing over and over in his head, his heart starts racing. Mike jumps out of bed and runs into the bathroom, his stomach hurting he crouch down by the toilet, he can feel the old rice he ate from earlier traveling up his throat. Before he knows it he could see a thick white liquid in the toilet, he flushes it whips his mouth and goes back to bed.

                       Mike woke up from the sound outside his bedroom window. He sat up rubbing his face then headed to the window. He saw what he needed to see and walked away. Today was the same as any other day; he went to his job work like a slave for little pay then went home. Working as a miner was the lowest paying job you could get, this town he called home wasn’t a home at all. The government controlled everything but the person who controls the government is never spoke of but we know he exist. Work was long and hard but mike pushed through it every day, he saw men die on the job from being crushed by boulders. Mike was a strong man; he played football for his high school a few years back. He wasn’t the sharpest knife in the draw but he wasn’t the dullest. Mike life revolved around sports and girls, sports was no longer an option since he got stuck in the town he in now. Girls? He forgot about them a while ago they no use to him now in this time.  He left work around 8 his normal time, he gets home around 9. Someone must have been watching him for a while because on this night his life got changed forever.

                      Mike was looking for his keys when he saw a man standing in a suit staring at him. He turned and looked at him as his heart started racing

“What’s your name kid?” asked the man

“Kid sure isn’t my name, so if you going to come at me come correct” replies Mike.

            Giggling as he said “see here Mike” he took of his glasses and stuck them in his pocket.

“How do you know my name?”

“Does this really matter, the question is do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way?”

           Mike stared at him for a moment; the tense in the air was thick. Mike voice cracked as he tried to speak. The man shook his head and laughed.  Mike clinched his fist as he yelled “What do you want?” The man took a few steps forward as he looked Mike dead in his eyes. Mike grabbed his keys out of his pocket and turned to the door. He could see the man speeding up as he put the key into the door. The door opened in the nick of time and mike slammed the door and locked it. He couldn’t put everything together he never had time to. A loud bang felt the air as Mike turned around he saw a fist coming towards his face. He stumbled back against the wall. It was the same man from the hallway he had broken down the door just to get Mike. Mike charged gathered himself and charged at the man. The man knee came up at a rapid pace hitting Mike in his stomach a few times before throwing him on the floor. Mike landed face first, sliding a little before coming to a complete stop. 

“Who are you and what do you want?” asked mike

“What I want for you to just agree and pick the easy way and my name is Cody” said the man.

“Well Cody I pick the easy way”

           Cody stopped in his tracked and said “good follow me now”. He turned and headed back towards the hallway. Mike got up slowly holding his stomach and followed him. Outside the wind was cool; a black car was parked across the street. Mike seen that car around before but never paid it any attention. They got into the car and drove off.