[ WP ] Someone is dead and all i can think about is where i left my yo-yo .

The phone calls came in one after the other. 
 
 Over and over my phone vibrated in my pocket as I hear the police sirens screaming over the crowd. 
 
 Jacob was calling me to tell me what happened, but he did n't know that I already knew. 
 
 
 It all started several years ago, at the start of my career at this new hospital in downtown Brooklyn. I get easily stressed so on break I like to find somewhere quiet and just sort of unwind. Literally. 
 
 I have this thing about my yo-yo. It's not like I'm very good or anything, I just like playing with it, it takes my mind off things. The simple repetitive motions of my arm and wrist flowing so smoothly as I released the two spherical discs on a strings, just for it to roll back up the string is absolutely captivating to me. I do n't know why, but I've always loved it. 
 
 I usually just go up to the roof and stand near the edge and yo-yo. Just wasting time. Collecting myself. 
 
 
 
 Today is when everything changed. 
 
 The day started off normal, but I guess the Chief of Surgery did n't think my performance was up to his standards and decided to fire me. I went up to the roof to collect my thoughts before trying to go back and talking him into letting me stay, but before I could go anywhere the door to the roof swung open and he came charging out yelling for me to pack my things and leave before he called the police. 
 
 I had no idea what had driven him so berserk, but I was n't having it. This is my spot. In this one spot I am clear in my head. In this one spot I can do anything. 
 
 Time froze as he grabbed the lapels of by lab coat. I pushed away from him, my back to the door now and I swung my yo-yo as if it was a mace and smote him on the temple. He stumbled backwards, grabbing my yo-yo string as he did, but there was no where left to go, he fell down with my yo-yo swinging wildly through the air. He fell all the way down those thirty stories and landed right outside my friend Jason's office. 
 
 Looks like I need a new yo-yo...
