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HERSHEY - PART 1

CREW REPORTS Just how did some of the crew get to Spirit of Fire? The world according to Hershey was sad and depressing. Somehow the days were getting longer and the work was getting more stressful. It didn’t help that she worked for a bastard who seemed to derive joy from making her life a living hell. To make matters worse David was currently storming out of the apartment, he had proposed last night and she said no. He had slept on the couch and was now carrying off boxes while Hershey hid under the covers in their bed. She wasn’t entirely sure why she said no, but she was certain that she had to be entirely sure to say yes. With the rest of her life ahead of her she wanted to get somewhere, be something, do something and have something before she settled down to marriage. Was that asking too much? She waited until the squealing wheels of his truck told her that he was gone and then she waited some more. The darkness of hiding under the covers all curled up and able to feel separate from these problems, even for just a little while, was about the only comfort she could handle right now. She was 24, in therapy, taking anti-depressants, living on her own and working for a vindictive bastard. Yeah, she thought, the life plan is coming together. I’m on my way. The phone had been ringing on and off all morning and she had successfully ignored it while David was pulling his pictures off the wall and deleting his music from the media center. Now it was ringing again, louder and more pissed off than before. Definitely louder. Hershey picked it up, “Hello?” “Where the hell are you?” It was her boss, the evil and vindictive Doctor Kay. Hershey hated work, “I’m off today. I just came off a double.” “Well Brooke and Vasquez didn’t show, so you’re up again. Lucky you.” Both Brooke and Vasquez were screwing Kay. They hardly worked even when they did show up. “No.” Hershey found some part of herself that wasn’t going to be pushed over and she was as surprised as Kay when she uttered the word. “No? No? You are one insubordinate bitch! I should fire you…” She interrupted, no one called her a bitch, “Sorry Doctor Kay, but this bitch just quit.” She threw the phone across the room pulled the covers over her head and hid again. It was dark when she decided that she really had to get up and do something. Like shower and eat and go back to bed. She turned on the news while she sat and finished off a potato salad and bottle of wine. Some commercial was playing, smiling people against a blue sky. “The UN Medical Corp wants you! Looking for a and more secure better future? Openings immediately available! Press MORE now for information!” Hershey stared down at the remote. The MORE button was glowing. She looked around her empty apartment, squares of dust where pictures once hung, an empty shell pretending to be a real life. There was nothing here and no future she could think of. The MORE button was easy to press.