Another night in Austin

A commotion outside of our bedroom window jolted us awake this morning at 5:30 am. We could hear muffled voices coming from just outside of the apartment. I waited a few minutes to see if it would subside and looked forward to getting back to sleep. There had been a number of other interruptions during the night. Various sounds, clomping footsteps, garbage trucks, and engines revving up 6th street and back down 5th. 

Good, deep sleep is difficult here in Old West Austin.

A few minutes passed and there was still activity on the other side of the wall. I growled myself out of bed and put on a shirt to investigate. 

Our car is parked immediately outside of our door. There was no car in the "visitor" space next to it. There was, however, a body lying in a pool of blood. And a bloody handprint on the side of our white car. 

A small group had formed a semi-circle around the body and various lights were illuminating our car, the body, and the expanding pool of oozing blood. Someone looked up and noticed me standing at the window, taking this picture, in my boxer briefs, bed head, and wrinkled t-shirt. I went back to the bedroom and threw on some jeans and returned.

A car was parked in the alley with its headlights shining at the body and into our window. I saw a young girl in a nightgown get out of the car and walk cautiously towards the victim. She bent down -  without displaying any emotion.

I opened the door to step outside of our apartment and a guy shouted at me...

"CUT! Quiet on the Set!"

I guess we signed up for this Urban Austin experience... at this point I would really like to get one night of normal sleep.

I'm sure the filmmakers didn't have a permit. Probably UT students. At least they cleaned the bloody handprint off of my car. Mostly.