I found my self waking up with my face burrowed in my folded arms sitting in a booth in, what seems to be a 24-hour burger restaurant in the middle of the night. An eerie music playing softy in the background from an old vintage jukebox across my booth. There was a mid-fifties female worker chewing her chewed-out chewing gum and mopping the orange-checkered tiles, and she kept looking at me from time to time. I found that very peculiar but didn't give it much thought as my mind has questions of its own.
The sound of soothing raindrops seeps into the atmosphere and thunders were brewing from above. I didn't know what was i doing there, where am i, how the hell did i ended up here and worst of all, i can't recall the last few events that took place before being here. I only remember some few details about myself and the rest is just a blur to me. I looked out the window and saw that the street was dark out and tall abandoned buildings in ruins surrounding this restaurant located at the end of a street splitting the roads into two. The orange and white neon lights of the burger restaurant's signboard shone brightly through the rain.
'Dave's Meat' was the name of the place...
I looked at the worker who has been mopping strangely slowly now and staring at me for the past, oh i don't know, say, the whole time?! I stared back at her before breaking the silence and asked, "business running slow, huh?"
Her face turned pale green and she just turn away and hid her face from the light ... That colour of her face triggered something somewhere in my memory...
