Cheddar snaps awake in his dimly lit apartment. At least he slept in his bed this time. He had his dream again. Or his thoughts again, he’s pretty sure he was awake. He knows he was awake. Pinned down behind the front passenger’s side wheel of the police cruiser, an officer down next to him, shot through the left shoulder, alive but thankfully unconscious. On 4th Avenue, between Vine and Wall streets, the street trees expansive and full and green in the heat of summer. All the civilians sprinted away screaming. Or maybe some sheltered in place. Sirens all over the place. It smells like spring, rich and floral sappy.
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Cheddar snaps awake in his dimly lit apartment. At least he slept in his bed this time. He had his dream again. Or his thoughts again, he’s pretty sure he was awake. He knows he was awake. Pinned down behind the front passenger’s side wheel of the police cruiser, an officer down next to him, shot through the left shoulder, alive but thankfully unconscious. On 4th Avenue, between Vine and Wall streets, the street trees expansive and full and green in the heat of summer. All the civilians sprinted away screaming. Or maybe some sheltered in place. Sirens all over the place. It smells like spring, rich and floral sappy.