i see dead people

Lucky stared at the fool in the basketball courts, wondering when the hell he would stop staring. Staring is rude you know. He grew tired of staring at the fool and strolled down towards the subway, remembering that smell of cigarettes and chinese food. As he walked down the street, lucky soaked in the sun and remembered the walks he took with his owner when he was young, before the accident and before his troubles. He got to the subway station and walked down the stairs. He felt the rush of the train and heard the sounds of jazz from the homeless musicians. He strolled over to the track and watched the rats scurry around underneath it. Lucky barked. He saw a hand poking out from under the track. When he looked closer, he saw a face, one that he had seen before. It was Leland Jack, that fool that didn't blog in time and was told that his life would end in 28 days, so similar to Donnie Darko that its scary. Wow, how the gods hate that fool. Lucky barked again, this time with laughter. "How fitting," he thought, "now the rat will spend the rest of his life with his kind," at least until someone else sees him...