The Night

Mr. Pickles went to ease his marital tensions in a bar, visible with neon lights- unfortunately he had left his wallet home. After drinking his night away, he starts a fight, to help himself out of the bar without any pay to the bartender. Drunk and dizzy, he finds himself lying on a smooth, glittering surface, surrounded by light. “Oh, God, thank you for taking me!” Mr. Pickles shouts with jubilation, thinking that he is in Heaven-only later to realize that they were police lights; only later to realize that he was being helped to his feet by cops, and not angels. It is after the hangover that he noticed that he was in a cell; the last place he imagined he could be.