n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach-lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended...
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I wake up to the sound of Klaus talking. I try to move my hands, only for them to rub up against duck tape, that's keeping them taped to something. Slowly opening my eyes, I see that I'm in a chair, sitting next to Klaus. I lift my head up, only for a massive headache to appear. Looking down, I see the two knives in my legs. Turning towards Klaus, I see him look at me before he goes back to talking to someone. Suddenly, the past twenty-four hours come's back to me.
"Oh! That's a lovely name." says Klaus, to one of his ghost friends i'm assuming. "And can you tell me what happened?"
"What happened, is if you don't shut up, i'm gonna cut your tongue out with a grapefruit spoon." says Cha Cha, annoyed with Klaus's talking.
"Zoya Popova." says Klaus quietly.
"What did he say?" asks Hazel to his partner.
"Zoya Popova." says Klaus, a little louder this time. "Old Russian broad, short, with a limp."
Klaus starts laughing. "Oh, she's really pissed at you guys."
Cha Cha and Hazel walk into the bathroom, leaving me to deal with Klaus as all the ghosts start to talk to him, now that he's sober. "Just shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up."
"Everybody, just shut up...everybody just shut up, please shut up." begs Klaus. "Jesus, you guys are worse than the drugs. Swiss Alps, huh?"
Cha Cha and Hazel walk back into the room, both of them walking to stand in front of Klaus. "Which one are you? Cha Cha or Hazel?"
"Hazel." says the white guy.
"Jan Muller. Remember him?" asks Klaus, dazed. "Swiss Alps. Him and his wife were coming back from a ski trip."
"I remember." says Cha Cha quietly. "Forward. Reverse!"
Klaus chuckles. "Yeah, that's it! Yeah! And his wife..." says Klaus. "....escaped down an alleyway. He say's to thank you."
"What's he talking about?" asks Cha Cha.
"I don't know." lies Hazel, avoiding his partners gaze.
"He was so grateful to you, Hazel, for having spared his wife." says Klaus. "You know, there may be hope for him yet. Don't you think?"
"Bathroom, now!" demands Cha Cha.
"Thank you." says Klaus quietly. I smile, before closing my eyes once again.
I wake up minutes later to the sound of Klaus banging his head on a table. I hear the lock click, moving my chair closer towards Klaus, I try to get a better view of our rescuer.
"Are you Diego's brother? And his sister?" asks the cop.
Klaus nods his head along with me, though I don't have tape restraining my speaking abilities. "Yeah," mumbles out Klaus.
