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Analysis Of The Movie ' The Night '

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Darkness was beginning to settle as Dylan stepped off the bus. He was in a peaceful neighborhood. All the houses were painted different shades of brown and red. Dylan walked past a kids play park where he saw a mother and her children. The kids raced back and forth playing tag until the mother called to them that it was time to head home. What a cheerful family. A frown came to Dylan’s face. He was a block from Jordan’s house now. Jordan was an only child so it worked out conveniently. His plan was to knock on the door and ask to speak with Jordan. Dylan’s appearance had changed enough by now that he wouldn’t recognizable. His hair had grown long and his hair was scruffy. His face was brown and weathered from living in the wild. The lights were on in the living room. Dylan could see a wheelchair in front of the TV beside the couch. The one story home was wheel chair accessible. Dylan walked up the ramp to the door. He took his gun out of the backpack, and carefully placed it in his pocket. He lifted his arm and knocked on the door. A middle-aged man came to the door. His hair was grey and his face creased with lines. It seemed as if this man had been under a lot of stress in the past year. That wouldn’t be surprising since he would have had to deal with an angry teenager in a wheel chair each day. “Hello.” Dylan said politely, “I am here to speak to Jordan, is he here?” “Yeah,” came a voice from around the corner, “I’m here.” Jordan came around the corner in his

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