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A very short story based on a dream I had. It's surreal and not intended to make much sense.
(One and a Half pages)
I donít know when it started. I donít know, I canít remember. I think I was in a shopping mall, or some place public. Iím sure there were people around, I think. Maybe a street, I think. Iím not sure. I donít know; I donít remember.
Either way, it doesnít matter. It was over pretty quick. And now we were in this cave; me and Bob. I think his name is Bob. I named him Bob. He doesnít say much. He has a beard; a nice full curly black beard. He hasnít shaven in a while. He has similar hair on his head; a nice full curly black head. He looks like a bear almost. He is mute I think. But maybe thereís just not much to talk about. Weíre in a cave, and we canít get out. Well, we can get out, but we donít want to. We came in here and blocked the entrance. It was the only way, thereís not much choice.
Those things are out there. I donít know what they do, where they came from or why they are here. I think maybe they were aliens once. Was a decent enough conclusion I suppose. Not much way for me to tell, but it doesnít matter. Iím alive, and I donít think anybody else is.
Those things werenít evil or bad or anything. But they caused people to change. They caused animals to change. They caused anything to change, really. I donít know how. Or maybe I do. It was eye contact. If you looked at it, and it looked at you, you would change. And it would change. And youíd both be different. And then, if you looked at someone else, and they looked at you, youíd both be different again. And after everybody had looked at everybody a couple of times and everybody had looked back a couple of times, then there was quite a lot of different things walking around. But if you hadnít looked at anything yet, then you couldnít cause anybody else to change who hadnít changed yet. It was weird.
I donít know. I donít understand it. I donít really think about it anymore. Itís been a long time. All I know now is that we were getting low on supplies, old Bob and I.
We had been out a few times. The trick was to watch the ground. Donít look around. If things looked at you, and you didnít look back at things then you wouldnít change. It was a good plan. It kept us alive, old Bob and me. I think there was someone else with us, but he changed I think. I donít know what happened to him. It was a long time ago.
Sometimes you could sneak a peak at things that hadnít seen you yet. It was getting pretty weird. Each change would only be small. But after a million changes things were starting to get weird. I once saw a walking toadstool. The world looked like somebody had put childrenís colouring books and some strange sci-fi together. There were trees with wings that would plant themselves in different places every now and then. If you found something without eyes you could look at it for a while. I once found a little round ball with butterfly wings. It didnít have eyes so I tried taking it with me to the cave as a pet but it died after a few minutes in there. I donít know why.
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We just went for supplies. Thereís an old supermarket nearby where we can sometimes find stuff. We found a woman. She doesnít say much either. But we can look at her, and she can look at us. So weíve brought her back to the cave. Some things followed us. We managed to lure them into a side cavern of the cave and seal it off. We have less space now. Not that we do much anyway. And we have a new person. Thatís good.
Iíve named her Claire.
- - -
Bob looked at Claire. Claire looked at Bob. Bob and Claire changed. They speak now, but I canít understand them. I managed to get them into the side cavern with all the other things.
- - -
Iím lonely. Iím alone. I want Bob and Claire back. Iím tired of feeling alone. Iíve gone to fetch supplies three times on my own already. Maybe...
- - -
Iíve opened up the side cavern. Bob and Claire are still there. They havenít changed. I found out it was because the things in the caves donít have eyes. Itís too dark in there for them to see so they donít have eyes.
I looked at Claire and I think she said something to me. I think she said Iím dead. She said Iíve been dead a very long time. She said Iím a ghost and that everything changing so much is because itís my mind trying to explain evolution to me. I think I said ďOh.Ē
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