Insight - part 01

New York City, Brooklyn. Blake Ave with Hertz St. 02:49 am. Raining.

Jackie walks down Hertz St in silence. It's cold like death. The rain makes it all much worse. There's something strange in the air. He hears something behind him. Turns back. Nothing to see.

- Probably just a goddamn cat.

He turns around again, to his path and hits something big. Very big.

- Hello, Jackie boy. What are you doing out here so late?
- What?! Hey, who are you? How do you...
- Just shut the fuck up and get in the car - the huge man pulls a gun out of his rain coat and points it to the tiny man in front of him.
- What car?!

All the sudden, a roaring engine takes place into that not-anymore-silent night. A 1968 Camaro ravages down the street and stops beside them.

- THIS car. Go, get in.

Both men enter the vehicle. There's a lot of water dripping in the seats. The car has an unpleasent smell. The driver hits the gas and the world outside moves really fast.

- Now, presentations. I'm Gnark. - the big man lights up a cigar and offers another one to Jackie.
- Gnark? Is that a name? - Jackie takes the cigar.
- Ha, ha. Very funny.
- So, "Gnark"... What the fuck is this? How do you know my name? Where are we driving?
- Too many questions, Jackie boy, too many questions... - the man's hand slams Jackie neck, who blacks out.

To Be Continued...