Crazy season

Creeping down Madison Street, spying on the whores showing up for morning shift. One, all dressed in black, acting odd on the walkway, gets into a football stance, and springs into the street. I slam hard on the brakes before she's a nasty spot on the road. She bounces up and down like on a pogo stick, just inches in front of the truck. A cheesy grin and finger points towards me.

The whole scene weirded me out, especially her pointing at me.

Was she some dark angel proclaiming me to be next, or some drugged out skeeza on a bad high, or coming down from one.