Words of Mine; An Introduction


I love the sound of words; of letters strung together. Words are like little puzzles and when put together correctly they can invoke pictures of images yet unseen. I see my thoughts like a perfect sequence of still photographs and I find those visions entertaining. The stories I gather from cobwebbed corners, or the vivid thoughts that float lazily through my mind, or the rapid fire ideas all force me to write them down before they evaporate; I can't help but think others might just find them as interesting as I do. Perhaps the little stories you read will make your day a little brighter.


Sunday, February 1, 2015

Siberian Guests Part 3

Lizzy stepped to where Ginger stood and looked inside. Indeed, the inside was lined with metal. “Well?” said Ginger as she motioned. “Fuck. I don’t know.” “I’m going this way, come with me or not but I’m tired of walking underground and this might take us to the surface,” said Ginger. She stepped in and Lizzy followed. There was no way in Hell she’d wander around by herself. There were no buttons on the inside, just four metal walls. As soon as they both stepped in the elevator, the doors closed and it began to move up. Lizzy and Ginger clung on to each other. The elevator stopped and the door slid open. Gingerly they stepped off the elevator and into another alcove. This one however, did not have corridors branching off of it, but rather, three doors; normal doors with handles. Actually one was a push through door, the kind found in hospitals. “Okay, so where to?” asked Ginger. They each picked a door and tried the handles. Lizzy’s door was locked but Ginger’s was open. Inside looked like an operating room, bit lights, a table/chair type thing in the middle and steel cabinets lining the walls. “Creepy,” said Ginger. She shut the door. She was a little rattled but also thought maybe if they were in a hospital they were safe after all. Lizzy didn’t say anything but headed toward the hospital like door. She gently pushed it open and took a step in and stared. “What?” asked Ginger. Lizzy didn’t say anything but kept staring. “What is it?” Ginger was getting impatient and worried at the same time. She nudged Lizzy further into the room so she so could get a good look. And then she stopped and stared. Lining the walls were tall, cylindrical incubators and some of them were occupied. Without totally wanting to, the women, clinging to one another, began to walk the room, staring at what filled the incubators. It wasn’t a choice, the staring. It was out of sheer fear and complete amazement at what they saw that kept the women moving. The first few incubators had humanoid figures but with key differences, instead of noses they had two holes, small ones. Their eyes were large and their fingers tapered making them look delicate. The skin color was hard to tell, the color of the thick glass gave off a greenish hue but the skin looked to be a mocha color and it looked like it’d be soft to the touch. The next few incubators had half human and half whatever creature the others were. The eyes weren’t as big, but the fingers were tapered and there was body hair. Lizzy and Ginger hadn’t registered that the first few didn’t have body hair until they saw these half-breeds. The next two incubators made them stop in their tracks and register honest-to-fucking-God fear. In the last two incubators was the couple they’d hung out with the night before. “Holy shit!” Lizzy might have peed her pants slightly. “Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-oh-my-god!” said Ginger as yanked Lizzy away. They ran across the room and through the double doors and back to the elevator. Standing just a foot away they watch with bated breath as the doors open. But they didn’t step inside. His big eyes seemed to have a twinkle as he smiled and said, “Hello ladies, welcome to the Siberian Oasis Resort. You aren’t leaving yet are you?”
The End

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