I immediately felt for him. I know he's a trouble maker,but he's got a big bright soul. I feel he did drugs. I see a lot of pills. I feel like the pill of choice was speed. He was not alone at first. Friends were with him, but they left him there. Mickey seemed like someone that they would always ditch when they didn't need him but most of the time they used him for whatever they could. I feel they told him they would get help and simply got carried away with other things. That's how unimportant he was. I see him walking away from the car. Seems like dusk out. He is cold. I keep getting hypothermia and confusion. I think he hit his head somewhere. Was he driving, I dont think so.
I want to work more on this. I will post more tomorrow.
One thing I would like to add, just came to me like a flash. He met up with a couple. The man had hair that reminds me of Burt Renolds in the 70s, he was in brown cargo type pants and dark sleeves, brown vest. The woman was blond. They seemed to be in their 50s. He held Mickey's arm in passing and asked him if he was ok. Mickey kind of mumbled replied and kept walking. I see they had concern. They watched him take a few steps away from them and then they left. I feel they will come forward with this. I dont think they realize the connection yet.
