supahaole

Random drama of the week:
Last night, around 12:30, I found myself running to my window to see what the source of the gunshots were...yes, I said gunshots...according to various people in my building, there were 12 of them.
I spent about an hour running up and down the hills, behind buildings and whatnot with building security, the police, and a couple of off-duty sheriffs that live in the building, trying to find something, anything...bullet casings, (hopefully not) blood, a body, yet found absolutely nothing.
After a while, I said fuck it, there was nothing I could do, I had to go to work in the morning, so I went back to bed (as if I could go back to sleep)
Around 2:30, I heard a completely blood-curdling, frantic panicked screaming coming from the direction of the park on the corner. I had no idea I could get out of bed and down 9 flights of stairs so fast. Once again, I was rummaging through the bushes with everyone else, once again found absolutely nothing.
I just talked to the security guard again tonight, no one has any idea at all what happened. Police found nothing, none of the neighbors know anything. It's all rather bizarre.
So I went and got drunk, now I'm gonna pass out. Hopefully there's no big noise tonight.