The 1985 Incident

  Chapter 12 – Saturday

  The house is quiet without his father. He can't believe he's gone. That scumbag is gone. His mother is still never coming back, nor his brother, but at least he knows his father isn't either. All he has to worry about now is keeping his father's legacy dead, and paying the house. He needs a new job though now. It shouldn't be too difficult, well hopefully at least. Just then he gets a phone call. He picks it up. "Uh, hello?" Dave says, as he hears Henry on the other end. "Hey, I'm at the hospital right now… I wouldn't call you, but I feel like the other day guard would want you down here. So… yeah. Just wanted to give you a heads up. He was roughed up last night after all that with your dad. See ya." Henry says, as the phone call ends. Man, he was in a rush. Dave didn't even get past saying hello.

  Dave gets dressed, deciding to go see his co-worker at the hospital out of respect. Besides, if it weren't for him, his father would still be here. Dave gets into his car and leaves towards the hospital. Once he arrives, he walks inside and goes up to the front desk to ask for his location. He then walks over and sees nobody in front of the room except a detective. "Oh, hey sir." The detective says. "Hello, what are you doing here?" Dave asks, as the detective laughs "Oh, I just wanted to check up on the guy. You know. Make sure he's doing OK. Not a lot of people get away from that kinda thing." He says as Dave nods. "Oh, alright." Dave looks through the window and into the room. "Oh, I see he has company. I better not go in there." Dave says, as the detective shrugs "Up to you, I don't think they'll mine." He says, as Dave nods "Eh, better not." Dave says as he walks off.

  Dave came all the way up here for nothing. He chickened out. He didn't want to risk Phone Guy trying to get him arrested. It's not worth it. He wishes he could say sorry for what his father did, but he just can't. Phone Guy might have known too much. Dave then walks out of the hospital and into his car, driving off.

  THREE MONTHS LATER

  Dave is on a bed in a doctor's office, about to be put under for a facial reconstruction surgery. "Sir, are you sure you want to go through with this?" The doctor asks, as Dave nods his head. "Yeah, doc, I'm sure." Dave says. "Alright… I'm sure you know all the info… I just wanted to make sure you weren't wanting to back out." He says, as Dave laughs. "Trust me doc, I don't. I don't care if I'm unrecognizable from before. That'll be a good thing anyways. It doesn't matter who recognizes me anymore." Dave says, as the doctor nods his head and puts Dave under.

  From that day on, Dave was known as PG.