Johnny felt tired from the start. Felt strangely beside himself - like being two people at once. He had had a long day already. And the heat of the hotel did neither relax nor revived him.
He did say hello to some friends though - and even a possible enemy. Tried to be his own sweet charming self as much as possible.
But soon sat himself down with a drink and a guilty smoke - you were of course not suppose to smoke at such an expensive hotel - on a heavenly soft couch in a semi dark corner.
That was the right way to survive these kind of functions in style!
Ensconced oneself in a comfy place and let the party come to you, Johnny smiled to himself.
He also smiled a bit at the thought of the witch out to find Anubis. And hope she would find him soon - for both their sakes on such a cold night - and that the water from the spring would work.
a bit later that evening Johnny was driving home alone on a dark country road. The wind was still doing it utmost to sound like a soundtrack of a better horror movie. But the rain had stop. And a full moon peeped melodramatically out from behind the fast moving big clouds now and then.
Johnny knew he was really too tired and sleepy to drive his own car. But it was easier to just do so than trying to find some one to drive him. He wanted to go home so badly he could almost taste and smell it. A arid, acrid sort of sensation - not at all pleasant ...
He didn´t want to be away from home that much. And he had promised to make some devil´s horn for a mask ... Here he smiled sleepily and beautifully. The little girlie who wanted the horns were anything but a devil, but wanted them very badly none the less.
Johnny yawned hugely. And then suddenly sat up straight with eyes as big as saucers. Just in front of his car a big black horse reared up at its hind legs in the middle of the otherwise empty road and the rider on its back raising his sword over his head as if he wanted to pierce the deadly white moon above him.
Johnny tried desperately to turn the car away from hitting the horse. At the same time swearing at that stupid, imbecile, idiotic man who went horseback riding in so dark a spot.
The car drove right across the luckily empty road and straight down into a rather deep ditch at the other side. Johnny swore at himself too for driving too fast and - again - having forgot to tie his seatbelt! And then passed out having hit both his ribs and head hard against the steering wheel ...
Slowly Johnny got his senses back. It was still very dark. And very quiet. And Johnny wish he could pass out again because his head and the whole middle section of his body felt like it was on fire or something. He stayed quite still for quite some time. Just groaning a bit from time to time.
A fleeting moment he thought of gas running out and cars exploding on movies. But for one thing he couldn´t smell gas and for another he hurt too much to care.
Then all of a sudden the door beside him opened and a man looked in on him. Johnny moaned "Could you ... help me, please! I have a cell phone in the inner pocket of my coat - if you could call an ... an ambu-ambulance for me ..."
Johnny peered up at the man who just stood there scratching his head and looking confused.
Then the man said "Are you sure you got long hair?"
Johnny didn´t believe his own ears. But then managed to smile a bit and said "Yeah, pretty sure. My girl prefer it that way - something to yank at she says. Could you help me now that that is established?"
"Sure" the man said and started to try at get Johnny to get out of the car and to stand on his own two feet. And somehow they managed between them although Johnny was crying with pain when he was upright. "You couldn´t - I mean ... Maybe if I lean against the car I could use the phone myself and ..."
"It´s busted" the man interrupted coldly "It broke when you smashed against the wheel. Beside we better get going. It took me a bit of time to get rid of the "Headless Horseman" costume - that horse is a bitch! And I don´t have all night for this"
Johnny was about to tell this grumpy man that Daredevil was a stallion. Not a bitch. And actually a nice horsy too! But the man had a firm grip on his arm and was dragging him up the side of the ditch and Johnny had to clench his teeth just to keep from passing out.
When up on flat ground he did manage to stop the man though and wrench his arm free. So swaying slightly he demanded to know what the Hell the man thought he was doing!
"O.K. - O.K. ..." Johnny said in a more calm tone of voice because he suddenly thought he knew why the man was behaving the way he did. "You were afraid the petrol would explode and kill us both - that was sweet of you to think of that, but ..."
Again the man interrupted Johnny "Nope! You are already dead, mate! ... and I have never been alive - at least not in your sense of the word. So I can´t be killed"