…THE BOATHOUSE…

Eddie was curled up in a tarp, the place was a mess… empty cans everywhere… he’s freezing… he wasn’t trying to fall asleep, because he was afraid he’d wake in a cell… or wouldn’t wake at all… he was paranoid. In fact, he’d smack himself any time he started to drift off. He heard someone approaching and he ran to the small open boat, hiding in it and pulling the tarp over it… he gets his broken bottle ready… if it was Jason, he was gonna fight for his life…