Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Telephone

Al Turner was furious.Not only was the monster downstairs screaming again, but his hemorrhoids were getting worse.He's already put on almost a gallon of hemorrhoid cream, but it's like mayonnaise. "My name is Al Turner," he said into the phone. "I've already called once. I live in apartment B-303. He lives downstairs from me and has been yelling for days. I've been enough." "Sir, the police car is on its way. Would you like to file a formal charge?" "Of course. I've gone downstairs and begged him to shut up, but it won't stop him. He's a freak. Anyway, tell your people to be careful—he's a big guy, as tall as a professional wrestler."

"Thank you, sir. The police will be there as soon as possible. Please stay away from his apartment and the police will take care of it." "No problem, I won't go downstairs, that guy is a complete madman."