GERARD P.O.V.

I quickly got up and rushed to the hall closet with the portruding door. I jump, and knock down a clumsily placed box, revealing its sloppy contents.
"C'mon! C'mon! Where is it?!" I exclaim while searching for the object.
Suddenly, there is a sharp, metallic sting in the right part of my left palm. Oh. There it is.
I shovel the mess of papers aside and pull out a silver medallion engraved with the picture of a mustang.
"Finally..." I jerk my trenchcoat from its hanger and slide it on as I run down the walkway to the front door.
Jumping in my car, I remember keys.
"Goddarnnit!!!"

Notes

Unfinished but I need to save it!!!