'Evening Mrs Barb. We were supposed to meet up with Dan this afternoon and he didn't show up. '
'Well as you can see, he's not here. '
'Uhm... Well I can't "see" but okay. If you would, tell him I swung by. Thank you. ''Dan where are you???'
'How do you know me? Who are you people?'
'Don't you remember?'
'Uhm... Frankly, no. '
'Yes you do. You just don't know it yet.'
Don't know it? What does he mean don't know it?
'Uh I think I'd remember if I saw a weird dude in a cloak sitting on some throne. What do you want?'
A smile crept into his face revealing his surprisingly sparkling white teeth. Well at least he was clean.'Well Dan....'
'Hey! Only my friends call me that. '
'So what do I call you?'
'Boyman'
'Why boyman?'
'Cos it doesn't make sense to me. Just like everything that has happened to me in the last hour.'
'Fiery little one. Just what we need. '
'Who's we? You and cuddles the Teddy bear here? '
My abductor gave me a death glare but I remained unshaken. At least on the outside.'So back to what it is you want. If its money, you swiped up the wrong kid. And why here? Its so dark and gloomy. And don't get me started on your throne. I can get a better deal on eBay...'
'SILENCE!!!'
His booming voice echoed through the room finally angerdd by my chatter.
'Do you believe that to build anew you must destroy what's existing? '
'Uhh... You can just patch up and refurbish..'
'Yes or no? '
'Wow. Were being very specific aren't we? Yes.'
'Good. I do too. '
Oh my God. Why does he agree? Now we have some kind of understanding.'I believe in a future where worlds are united under one ruler. In a world where order reigns. A world of compliance. And I want you to join me to make that happen. '
'I think you'd find a politician more useful to you if you want to govern. And the whole united thing is not possible. Countries are always at war. Deal with it. '
'You have three days to decide. '
'Or what?'
'Three days...'
He said just before he disappeared. I was petrified. I looked back at Mr chubby but he was gone too. Great. So I get to walk back home after this much crazy. I turned back to leave, still tossing everything around in my head. What did he want? Three days or what? That most definitely was weird. I was still lost in thought when I stepped on some paper. The paper stuck to my feet. I picked it up and it read It read.Contact me when you decide. Tell no one. - the master.
Contact me? I flipped the card around. What kind of Numbskull says contact me and doesn't leave his contact information. Jeez some people tho. I tossed it into my jacket and headed out. Headed home. Wonder what's in store for me there.
After losing my way over ten times and halfway losing my mind, I found myself on my front porch. Sigh. It was 8pm. I hadn't taken my keys so I had to knock.
The door swung open and out came mum.'I know, I know I was a jerk, but before you yell at me you should know....'
She hugged me so tight I could have died. Man. And I thought Essy was a squeezer.
I opened my eyes, and there she was again. Mrs Kelly staring at me from inside my house. What was her deal?
'Hey Mrs Kelly.'
Not caring to be polite.'Don't expect me to smile at you young man. Your mum was worried sick. '
'Uhh.. Yh about that. '
'What's this? She picked a wood shard off of my jacket. '
'Where were you?'
'You see, I was at this abandoned factory...'
'You went to an abandoned factory?'
'No no. Well yes. But not of my will.'
'Really? Then who? '
'I didn't get a good look. This chubby dude abducted me and brought me to this other dude in a cloak. '
They looked at each other weirdly.
'He knew all about me. Well he gave me his card so I guess he just wanted to talk. Here. '
I handed her the card and they looked at it. They were okay till they flipped it over to the blank backside. Mrs Kelly looked like she had been hit by a bus. Mum looked six feet under already.
what's wrong?
They were still...Mrs Kelly finally muttered...
'OH MY GOD. '
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Dream Walkers
FantasyThere's a lot of possibilities when we dream. The unimaginable happens in the deepest recesses of our imagination. When you belong to a long history of defenders of the dream world and are faced with a nefarious threat, do you go back to your old li...