Police Line — Do Not Cross
Dec. 20th, 2004 10:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterWell, after work today I took the bus down to the mall in order to exchange some insulated coveralls I bought on Thursday for the next larger size. I'd gotten them a bit too small, you see.
Got on back to my place about 6-6:30, I'd guess...I didn't really make note of the time. Spent a couple of hours cleaning my apartment up, carried a couple of trash bags to the dumpster...watched a bit of a movie a friend gave me for Christmas, then started playing City of Heroes about 8 or so.
At about 9:15, there was a knock on my door. I thought it was probably the neighbor wanting to borrow ingredients again...she borrowed some baking soda yesterday. But it was a police officer.
Behind him, I could see a bloody rag lying on my doorstep, a couple of orange traffic cones and some "police line do not cross" tape, a couple of police cars parked in the driveway, their lights on and flooding the driveway with light...oh, and my neighbor from two doors down, a big guy who I've seen to get totally falling down drunk in the past...on his face on the ground, hands cuffed behind his back, another cop kneeling by him. Apparently there had been a stabbing. And, of course, I'd not seen or heard anything. Subsequently, I spent a quiet evening indoors.
It's almost 11 right now; the cop cars are still out there, the police line is still up across the driveway, and four cops are congregated there talking together. At this point, I don't even know precisely who got stabbed, and whether or not they'll be all right. I think I can wait to find out, though.
Got on back to my place about 6-6:30, I'd guess...I didn't really make note of the time. Spent a couple of hours cleaning my apartment up, carried a couple of trash bags to the dumpster...watched a bit of a movie a friend gave me for Christmas, then started playing City of Heroes about 8 or so.
At about 9:15, there was a knock on my door. I thought it was probably the neighbor wanting to borrow ingredients again...she borrowed some baking soda yesterday. But it was a police officer.
Behind him, I could see a bloody rag lying on my doorstep, a couple of orange traffic cones and some "police line do not cross" tape, a couple of police cars parked in the driveway, their lights on and flooding the driveway with light...oh, and my neighbor from two doors down, a big guy who I've seen to get totally falling down drunk in the past...on his face on the ground, hands cuffed behind his back, another cop kneeling by him. Apparently there had been a stabbing. And, of course, I'd not seen or heard anything. Subsequently, I spent a quiet evening indoors.
It's almost 11 right now; the cop cars are still out there, the police line is still up across the driveway, and four cops are congregated there talking together. At this point, I don't even know precisely who got stabbed, and whether or not they'll be all right. I think I can wait to find out, though.
