The vengeance of the silence, and the darkness of one’s surroundings, and with the pity for the damned with the newness within the circle. As sunrise is in the horizon, it’s a new day of a beginning, but the past has concluded with a final sail into the trail. It’s an endless life about to be reinforced into a new one.

Our story takes us to a small town in Pleasantville, Texas where Mr. Causway Parkway and his family had resided since the town was put on the map. What’s in a name of Causeway, a name in being guilty, however with an innocent remain of a truthful heart. On November 14, 1982, there was a commotion outside Causway’s house in the forest, and in the screen of darkness among the angry skies. Causeway proceeded to check it out. He was wearing nothing more than his pajama pants, no shirt nor slippers. It was a very humid night full of possibilities and perhaps uncertainties. Causeway picked up a log to use as a baseball bat for protection. The commotion sounds seemed eerie and got stronger and more distinct. Then suddenly among the thunder, a gun shot rang out, and a lonely distilled male body in a pool of blood in the muddy forest.

There was a female neighbor and her husband, Allison and John chambers, and she screamed in horror, and her husband looking perplexed. The sheriff was summoned, and it was determined Mr. Parkway killed the male body known as Raymond Adamson, a Gas Station owner in the town. However, no blood was on Causeway, as he found Mr. Adamson murdered before he got there. Suddenly, Causeway’s wife Sorrow appeared, and saw Sheriff Andy Thomas taking Causeway off to jail. Sorrow’s cries in tears among her apathy could be felt as far away as the city of Dallas.

Once the supposedly suspect arrived at the Sheriff’s office, Causeway was questioned and he stated, “He did nothing wrong, as he was checking out a commotion within the forest”. He saw a figure in the forest, but because it was dark, couldn’t determine the flection. Afterwards, Causeway was transported to the Augustine Correctional Facility in Angertown, Texas about 10 miles from the Dallas city limits.

When Causeway arrived at the prison, he saw his life in the forgotten pit with a face with no reflection, and no light uncovering the truth. He then was requested by the Correction Officers to change in the prison gear, and was escorted to his cell until his trial. The cell was small, and offered a toilet, but limitations within the pace with no space. Causeway began to see his life in tomorrow in not knowing his fate yesterday. He began to doubt and questioned his own faith into why, but with no answer within his own consciousness nor circumstance.