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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4179092" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Thin Jack: Part 4 – Sunrise at Midnight</strong></p><p></p><p>Hammer woke up out of a dead sleep. A loud noise had interrupted his dream.</p><p></p><p>He rose, shrugging on sweatpants. The entire team had one trailer, and they were splayed haphazardly across the trailer’s floor, couch, and other furniture.</p><p></p><p>He nudged Caprice with one foot. “Get up Hotpants,” he grunted.</p><p></p><p>Caprice was instantly awake. “Wha?”</p><p></p><p>“I heard a noise.” Hammer strapped on his dual shoulder holster. “Since you and me are security, I think we should check it out.”</p><p></p><p>Caprice blinked the sleep out of his eyes, nodded, and grabbed his pistol. “What kind of noise?”</p><p></p><p>“A door slamming shut.” He pushed open the door to the trailer and the cool night air swirled in. “Let’s go.”</p><p></p><p>They padded out into the desert night. Without the spotlights, it was colder and lonelier than ever. And yet it was much easier to see by starlight, which gave everything a hushed quality. Stars twinkled above them.</p><p></p><p>Hammer led the way to one trailer that was set up for editing. A light flickered persistently, brightening and then falling into darkness, over and over. There was the click-click-click of a film projector.</p><p></p><p>Hammer moved to one side of the door, pistol out. Caprice flanked the other side. </p><p></p><p>Hammer mouthed “on three.” He held three fingers up. Then two. Then one.</p><p></p><p>Caprice yanked on the flimsy door handle and yanked it open. The metal coil that held the door closed shrieked, that woke Hammer.</p><p></p><p>They pointed their pistols into the room. The projector was running. </p><p></p><p>On the screen was a grainy image of a rising sunset, the heat shimmering off the hills of the Arizona desert. Atypical of a low budget film like Vanvon’s, he was recycling footage from some other movie. Hammer guessed it was a documentary.</p><p></p><p>The screen flickered as the sun rose, and then it repeated. Over and over the room was illuminated by the hint of dawn, only for it to be abruptly blacked out and start again. The strobing effect made them a little dizzy.</p><p></p><p> “Just like the cowboys used to do it in the Wild West,” said Caprice. He pointed at an ashtray, where a smoke curled from where the cigarette lay within. It was a roll-your-own. “I didn’t know Vanvon smoked.”</p><p></p><p>“He doesn’t,” said Hammer.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4179092, member: 3285"] [b]Thin Jack: Part 4 – Sunrise at Midnight[/b] Hammer woke up out of a dead sleep. A loud noise had interrupted his dream. He rose, shrugging on sweatpants. The entire team had one trailer, and they were splayed haphazardly across the trailer’s floor, couch, and other furniture. He nudged Caprice with one foot. “Get up Hotpants,” he grunted. Caprice was instantly awake. “Wha?” “I heard a noise.” Hammer strapped on his dual shoulder holster. “Since you and me are security, I think we should check it out.” Caprice blinked the sleep out of his eyes, nodded, and grabbed his pistol. “What kind of noise?” “A door slamming shut.” He pushed open the door to the trailer and the cool night air swirled in. “Let’s go.” They padded out into the desert night. Without the spotlights, it was colder and lonelier than ever. And yet it was much easier to see by starlight, which gave everything a hushed quality. Stars twinkled above them. Hammer led the way to one trailer that was set up for editing. A light flickered persistently, brightening and then falling into darkness, over and over. There was the click-click-click of a film projector. Hammer moved to one side of the door, pistol out. Caprice flanked the other side. Hammer mouthed “on three.” He held three fingers up. Then two. Then one. Caprice yanked on the flimsy door handle and yanked it open. The metal coil that held the door closed shrieked, that woke Hammer. They pointed their pistols into the room. The projector was running. On the screen was a grainy image of a rising sunset, the heat shimmering off the hills of the Arizona desert. Atypical of a low budget film like Vanvon’s, he was recycling footage from some other movie. Hammer guessed it was a documentary. The screen flickered as the sun rose, and then it repeated. Over and over the room was illuminated by the hint of dawn, only for it to be abruptly blacked out and start again. The strobing effect made them a little dizzy. “Just like the cowboys used to do it in the Wild West,” said Caprice. He pointed at an ashtray, where a smoke curled from where the cigarette lay within. It was a roll-your-own. “I didn’t know Vanvon smoked.” “He doesn’t,” said Hammer. [/QUOTE]
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