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The arrival

June 16, 2014

The air was thick and warm.  Her movement through the room felt like swimming as she pushed through the moist, heavy currents.  It was hard to breathe.

She glanced around.  It would be nice to have some idea why she was here.  Or better yet, a logical explanation as to how she got here.

She remembered being so tired that she felt feverish and ill, and so she’d climbed into bed, not even bothering to wash her face or put on her pajamas.

And then she woke up here.  Wherever “here” was.

Her legs were shaky.  She felt weak and disoriented.  Nothing looked familiar.  Why didn’t anything look familiar?

“Perhaps I’m dreaming,” she murmured to herself.  She grabbed the soft part of her underarm and gave it a hard pinch.  Ouch!  No…she was really here.  Wherever “here” was.

“It’s about time you showed up!” a curt voiced exclaimed impatiently.  “Do you always have a habit of keeping others waiting?”

She jumped and whirled around to find a sprightly little man glaring at her.  His hair was white and his body was round, but he moved with the agility of an adolescent.  His disposition, however, was decidedly that of a crotchety old man.

“Well?” he demanded, as if expecting an explanation.

She opened her mouth.  “I…I…” In her confusion, she couldn’t seem to answer him, which only served to increase his irritation..  He tapped his foot as he stared her down with razor sharp intensity.

“Good night!  Why do they keep sending me such sorry specimens?  Listen, do you at least have your card?”

She blinked at him.  “I…um…card?  What card?”  He was making no sense.  What was this place, anyway?

He sighed resignedly.  “Great.  No card.”  He turned to storm off but just as quickly turned back around.  “Have you checked your pockets?”

She knew her pockets were empty when she’d gotten home last night, but she politely groped at her pockets anyway so that he wouldn’t think her a total imbecile, although she realized it might be too late for that.

And then she felt it.

The back left pocket of her jeans held the faint outline of a small rectangle.  She dug her fingers in and found a pale yellow card.  It was a photo id of sorts, with what appeared to be a holographic photo of herself on it.

This was really getting crazy.

She held it out to him but he made no move to take it.  The intensity of his disapproving stare was unnerving.

Just then another man, this one much younger, stuck his head around the corner.

“Oh, hey!” he called out in a friendly voice as he approached her.  “We’ve been waiting for you!  Glad you’ve finally found your way here!  I’ll take her, Marv,” he said as he gently but firmly took her by the arm.

“But she hasn’t been processed!” Marv protested.

“It’s ok, I’ll take care of it!” he called behind himself as he swiftly pulled her from the room and whisked her out of the sight of the flabbergasted Marv who was unhappy that he’d not been able to complete his job.

“Sorry about that,” he smiled at her.  “Believe it or not, Marv’s a great guy.”

“Have I done something wrong?” she asked, the trembling in her voice betraying her.

“Not at all.  Where is your card?”  They were stopped at a door that had neither knobs nor handles.

She held up the card that was still in her hand.  It was now pearlized teal blue.  Strange.

“Good.  We will activate it when we get to my station.  From now on you must always have this card with you.  It is your passport.  For now we can use a temporary code to get you through.”

“Don’t you have one?” she asked.

“Of course,” he replied, producing a vibrant green card from his pocket.  “But the sensors can tell I’m not alone, and so the doors that would normally open for me remain closed until I enter the code to bypass security for you.”

Suddenly the door in front of them swung open, and he once again took her arm and guided her through.

“Wait,” she said, “you didn’t do anything with your card.  How did it know to open?”

“I entered the code.”

“But how?  Where?”

He stopped and studied her for a moment.  “You are accustomed to a world where the power of the body reigns.  But it isn’t like that here.  Here you will learn to rely on that which is unseen and intangible within you.”

Noting her still confused expression, he smiled kindly.

“It’s going to be ok. Let’s go.”

At his leading she turned and stepped out into dazzling, blinding sunlight.



4 Comments leave one →
  1. June 16, 2014 3:11 pm

    WOW. Love it.

  2. Snowy permalink
    June 17, 2014 2:41 am

    Is there more of this? I’m rather hooked. :)

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