There I was, almost asleep, when I hear sirens awful close to my apartment. Well, they quit making noise, and I start drifting again, when into my mind pops What if you’re building is on fire?!?!.
Naturally, I have to go check. On the pretense of getting my CDs out of my car, I wander up and notice mail that I need to drop in the box anyway. At one of the buildings past the mailboxes, but still in the complex, there are several vehichles with flashing red lights. I wander as close as I could without being noticed and told to get the heck out of the way.
There’s a fire truck, a couple of cop cars, the fire-SUV thing that’s not the fire chief but someone else, and at least one that looks like an ambulance.
I peer at them owlishly through my glasses for a minute, smoke a cigarette, and now I’m just left to wonder what’s going on.
But I’m not going to wonder too long. I think I’ll go to sleep.