The Lost Camera Bag and Local Superstars

Chris was running late. The bus was due in a couple of minutes, so he should not have been strolling along, kicking in the sand. Another day on the warm beach would have suited him fine. The weather was clear and warm, and he shot a wishful look at the waves rolling in. Pity to waste the day in town. Hang on - what was that in the sand? Chris stooped to pick up a small plastic bag. Inside was a camera, a key and a few other bits and pieces. Checking out the photos on the camera, he found a picture of a couple of older people. Didn´t they look vaguely familiar? That bus ride would have to wait.

Chris began running to the city, the sand between his feet was hot, he reached the pavement leading to the city, and he looked slowly up at the giant posters around hanging on the imperial long tower mall, the cinema and the arcade when he looked down on a small poster under his foot. he looked at the poster and he saw the old couple, he began laughing when he looked at the name on the poster “The local superstars of the week” they were local movie stars, how was Chris ever going to be able to deliver the plastic bag. Chris thought about the couple, the couple’s names was Jack and Jill Everdawn, famous stars that traveled the world once upon a time, they were done with their filming days, they were retirees now, and they made some great movies over the years. Jack was known as being the famous agent 006 for 5 movies and many other movies, Jill was head actor in the movie “the great powerful witch of ooze” “dawn of the living” and many other good movies too. Chris was decided we was going to return the plastic bag, he went down to the information´s office, they told Chris that Jack and Jill was living on Hollywood Hills, Chris sighed it was really going to be a long day. Chris was on the next bus to Hollywood Hills, the bus was slow and Chris was sitting next to a sweaty, fat, talkative person that just would not shut up, Chris stood up and said to the bus chauffeur to stop the bus he needed to get out of there. The bus stopped, Chris jumped out and began running, in his mind the only thing he could think about was 1 mile to go. He looked to his right, all that he saw was this mailbox with the names Jack and Jill Everdawn, and he stopped and began walking to the house. He went up to the door to knock, nobody home, he went around the bag, and still nobody home, he heard a car in the driveway, and he ran to the other side again. The only thing he could see for 3 seconds was a gun pointing at his face, and behind it a smiling man, he took the bag, he closed his eyes, Chris heard water, his shirt was getting wet, that might have been the end of Chris and he was scared shitless. He opened his eyes, the couple just stood there and laughed, the gun, the gun, was a water gun, Chris began smiling, and the old couple offered him a cup of coffee, Chris accepted, they went into the house and talked, talked for hours. Chris was on his way out when it hit him, it was already noon, and the phone rang it was his mom, she was making stew his favorite food, Chris said that he would be right there. Jack rolled out in his Ferrari x022 v8, 4000 horsepower in one car, he wanted to give him a lift.