Prologue
It was the Summer of 1972. It was nighttime and the moon was invisible, making it almost pitch black outside. But in just a few seconds, a car arrived and beamed its headlights at a sign. The latter read as follows: KEEP OUT.
Exiting the car itself were two youths, a boy and a girl. Both of them looked to be between ages 15-17.
“What time is it?” the girl asked while standing beside the passenger side of the car.
“I’m not sure,” the boy answered while standing beside the driver’s side. He held up his left wrist and looked down at it. “Luckily I have my watch, but I can’t really see it.” He then walked in front of the car towards the headlights. Holding up his wrist again, he managed to get a better look at his watch. “It’s, uh, 10:45.”
“Oh, shit,” the girl exclaimed in a soft-spoken tone.
“What?” the boy asked. He looked at the girl with confusion; but for obvious reasons, she couldn’t tell.
“I’m not usually out this late, it’s past my curfew.”
The boy shrugged at her. “Who the hell cares?”
“I’ll tell you who, my father!”
“And where is he?”
