The other story

So, the original story.

Like 2 weeks ago my landlord came over and asked if there was anything he could do for me. I told him that the toilet runs a lot. So, he sent Arlen, the farm hand, over to fix it. So, he tries. And makes it worse. He had told me that day that he was going to be moving. And he also told me when he failed to fix the toilet that he was going to tell the landlord that he had. I was flabbergasted. Well, because he was leaving, I figured I'd just live with the problem toilet. Until it got too annoying.  Arlen was still around, so last week I bought a complete new set of intestines for the toilet. I texted him and asked him to fix it, but I never got a response. A few days later, I'm starting to get a little pissed that he hasn't responded to the text, or gone to fix it, so when I get home, I go knock on the door of the shop where he stays at night.  I hear a voice of a black man talking on the phone. "**** someone's at the door. **** **** " he comes over to the door and knocks back. Still trippin' on the phone and freaking out that I knocked on the door. Completely weirded out, I go back to my house.
A couple days later, I see Arlen out at the barn, so I go over to him and ask him to come fix it, and why hasn't he answered my text?  - Apparently his phone is out of service currently.

He fixes the toilet. And asks me if he can take a shower, the house is locked, so his only option is showering in the barn. Of course, he can.  After he's done he asks me to take him to the gas station for cigarettes.  Meh. But, fine, okay. We come back to the house, I sit down on my bed and read my book. Probably an hour later- (it's now dark outside) a knock is heard, and the front door opens, and Arlen lets himself in?  Wtf.  Okay, What's up?
The other guy is trying to kill me! he tells me. He goes to sit on the couch.
What??!!!
He's got a machete, and a baseball bat.
Do you want me to call the cops?
No.
Do you want me to call the landlord?
No.
Okay.... ?
He gets up and closes the blinds so that no one can see in.  I'm a bit weirded out.
He sits down again and proceeds to tell me that Teddy (the landlord) wants him gone, that everyone thinks he's stealing stuff. That he can't leave because he has no money. That he might as well commit suicide because Teddy's going to have him killed if this guy outside doesn't do it. And he doesn't want me to call the police because of the ramifications- whatever. Makes no sense to me.
After listening to him rant for awhile, he quiets down and I think he falls asleep. Nope, he abruptly asks me if he can sleep in here for the night.  My mind is screaming uh hell no. But my mouth says, dude, seriously?  How are you going to solve this problem?
He doesn't have any answers, so I step outside to call the landlord, after all, these are his employees.
As I am standing in front of the barn, the other guy, the black man, comes walking up to me with the flashlight, muttering "I'm going to kill him." and then to me "WHERE'S ARLEN?"   I shake my head at him. "I am not involved, I'm just out here making a phone call."  "I know you're friends. He's a bad man."  He proceeds to introduce himself and discuss all of Arlen's failings- I start walking towards my house again and he follows me. So I get in my car and drive away. This situation was getting to be more than I knew how to handle.
The landlord didn't answer his phone, his wife didn't answer either. So I called Micah's dad. What do I do?!  Call the police.
So I did. I drove back up to the edge of the property so that I could see when the police got there and I could see the black guy walking the property searching still with the flashlight. Super epicly creepy.
Finally the cops come.
Arlen refused to press charges. He wouldn't tell the story straight, it seemed like he was lying about everything because of the way his story would change. Like he was trying to not get this guy in trouble. Luckily, I told the cop that Arlen had threatened suicide so they ended up taking him to the hospital for the night. Thank goodness.
I was a bit freaked out about staying in the house knowing there was a creepy black man still on the loose, so I went to Micah's mom's house for the night. And you know how the story went already.