Hey There (You With the Gun in Your Hand)

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We were blocking the car headlights from illuminating any part of the room. When Jerry moved aside I followed, and the beams came pouring in like a spotlight. The residual light from the spot lit some of the interior, but not all of it. There were still dark areas and corners. For that, Jerry started using his penlight.
“Looks completely empty,” he said, and his voice echoed, as if to support his statement.
We walked around, the light from Jerry’s flash showing the way. Here and there we found
...some rags, empty cardboard boxes, a puddle or two—and then something in a corner that looked like more rags, a large pile.
“Jerry …”
“You wanna leave, Mr. G.?” he asked. “Or wait outside?”
“No,” I said, “we’ll either stay together or go together.”
“It’s your call, then.”
Backing out seemed the thing to do, but I said, “Let’s take a look.”
We moved closer to the pile and completely away from the light coming from the car. Now all we had was the thin shaft of light given off by Jerry’s flashlight.
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