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UndertowDerek Morgan had stopped on a whim, thinking he could pass the time with a movie rental. He stared at theUndertow by Wednesday451208
selection of DVDs on the shelves. He had no idea what he was in the mood for and he hadn't had the time to keep up on any new releases.
His feet slowly moved him down the small isle as his eyes glanced at movie titles hoping one would grab his attention, maybe one he had
forgotten he wanted to see. He didn't want to select anything that reminded him of work; but he didn't want to watch anything so
lighthearted that it wasn't realistic. "Why am I here?" he mumbled, as he only got more frustrated with each step. Where was Garcia when he
needed her? He let out a heavy sigh and looked back towards the front door. I should just go home. Maybe there was a game on instead. He
rubbed his hand down his face and then headed toward the front door.
"You didn't find what you were looking for?"
Morgan stopped and glanced around for a person to go with the disembodied voice he'd heard. He saw abs