Who would have known that having a bell tied to your shoe gave you so much power?  You feel confident as you stride down the halls, the ringing of the bell echoing against the walls.  It’s dark in the empty museum, but that’s part of the fun.  You walk at a light pace with your camera operator behind you.  You find it embarrassing to talk to yourself sometimes, but you know it’s more entertaining to the audience if you do.

You can’t sleep.  You haven’t been able to get a good night’s sleep in……well, you couldn’t remember.  Sitting up in bed, you look over at the dark lump lying next to you.  He’s turned away from you, like he is every night.  Every night is the same, just as every day is the same.  Nothing new or exciting, just haunted memories of what you’ve lost; what you threw away.

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The exhaustion was over powering, keeping you in bed.  Your whole body aches and you know nothing can make it stop, except for that appealing eternal sleep drawing closer.  You hear the door open.  You act like you’re asleep not wanting another encounter with your family through the plastic barricade around your bed.