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Then I Woke Up the Next Morning Bleary Eyed and Exhausted.
The cops didn't seem to care they just got back in their car and drove away. I wanted to see if they'd realized they'd still left the window panel partially open where the kid had probably got in. If they did, they didn't come back to fix it. My sleep that night wasn't great. I kept dreaming of a paint can and paled on a rotary kebab skewer. But it wasn't paint. The liquid dripping from it bubbled and boiled in the heat. And everything went dark. When my eyes snapped open I was laid out on a wooden floor with cable ties digging into my flesh. It looked like this was what the kid had been