Brandon coasted through life on snooze. As a child he was home-schooled because he refused to get up on time without a fight. High school years were spent taking snooze classes until ten, then only the easiest classes he could register for. The day he turned eighteen he applied for the nightwatchman position on a rail line that only ran day trains, but because the railroad was required to have an emergency watch, they needed someone. He loved the job and held it for more than forty years. He could sit on the porch and watch the fireflies and stars and snooze through as he had always done. Everything was heaven until the Number Six’s engines failed while taking a full load of red-eye passengers to Chicago and was sent barreling down the side line through Brandon’s station. He was too busy snoozing through his shift to notice the urgent calls for help blasting through the office where he was supposed to be sitting. Three hundred and sixty-two friends, lovers, parents, and children lost their lives because Brandon was snoozing through life.
This short was inspired by FOWC with Fandango – snooze