The wind slapped forcefully against his face and the rain pelted his coat like little bullets as Glenn made his way to the old truck. "It is going to be a long night," he thought, as he hurried through the darkness towards the truck. His hand found the door and he traced his way to the keyhole. As he quickly unlocked the truck and scrambled inside, he became conscious of the ominous and devouring black of the night.

Once the truck was started, Glenn turned on the headlights and windshield wipers before maneuvering down the driveway. The pale blue luminescence of the digital clock read 10:40, reminding him he had twenty minutes to make the fifteen-mile drive to the airport. "There is no way," he said out loud, "that I will miss my flight" as he pressed down on the accelerator.

The impending appointment was the opportunity of a lifetime and one he could ill afford to miss. If all went according to his carefully laid out plan, he would finally land the job for which he had struggled to become qualified. No more scrimping and barely making enough money to pay his rent and bills. Landing this job would mean being able to buy a new truck instead of driving h

He dreamed of how much better his life would soon be, unconsciously pressing down harder and harder on the accelerator. He drove as if he were a knife mercilessly cutting a path through the blinding rain. Suddenly, there was a tremendous thud and the truck jumped up and over something considerable in size. "Holy Christ! I don't have time for a pathetic, dead animal!" Glenn hit the brake pedal with a heavy foot and steered to a halt on the graveled road. Turning off the engine, he sat and listened in silence as the rain continued to pour down. Glenn glanced at 10:45 illuminated by the clock then reluctantly opened the truck's door. He intended to quickly survey the damage done to the truck and then get to the airport. He was instantly soaked by the rain, the wind whipped across his thin frame, and he began shivering uncontrollably. He made his way to the rear of the truck and squatted down for a closer view of the object he had hit. His eyes widened and froze and his breathing stopped when he saw what it was he had struck. It was an animal of his type, a human animal.

As he sped towards the airport, Glenn's mind was a jumble of ragged emotions. He began to perspire profusely and felt a sickening tightness in his chest. Without warning, a sharp stabbing pain with a vice-like grip engulfed his chest. He became nauseated and short of breath. He slammed on the brakes, his hands clutching his chest. He found the door handle

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