Unknown Worlds - Dreams Of A Girl

Near Escape

"A girl has to keep her secrets, doesn't she?"

His face clouded over for the time of a few seconds.

But then he trained his eyes on me.

"Is that so? But believe me, Miss Elena, I will find pleasure in finding out your darkest secrets and if any of them threaten to harm me or anything I hold dear, you will deeply regret playing that little game of yours."

These words were clearly meant to rattle me and I confess they did. But I didn't let that show on my face or in my stance. He would know that, which would make him even more suspicious of me and in addition he would win our first little quarrel.

As he could not witness my inner struggle for calm, but only saw my calm façade, he added:

"And you have my word on that as surely as you gave me your own."

I forced my mouth in a grin.

"Now that this is settled, can you graciously tell me where the hell we are?"

"Oh my dear, do you really want to know?"

He devilishly grinned at me.

"My dear, be sure of that, I always want to know where I am. And to prevent any possible misunderstandings of happening, I will define the little word where for you."

"I can hardly await it", he prompted.

I shot him an icy glare for interrupting my little speech.

"So that you cannot possibly misunderstand my words, I will tell you, so you can write it down. I wouldn't want you to forget our little definition later on."

I gave him my best sweet smile.

"I always want to know where I am", I repeated my former words, "And that includes a precise statement about what time it is in terms of years, months and day and the place we are in, borough, city, country, planet, sun system. And I can always change my definition. I will inform you about it, be sure of that. I wouldn't want us talking about two different things, you know?"

"I am not a woman, and more specifically I am not you, so how should I know, what you are thinking or what you want?"

Before I could come up with a reply, he added:

"Now back to my former question: If you really want to know, we write the 16th of April 2018 and we are in Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany, Earth, Milky Way and more exactly we are somewhere in the cellar of your lovely, old school."

"We are still here? In my time?"

I couldn't contain my astonishment. But part of me felt glad, very glad.

"Surprise, surprise... What made you think something else?"

"Why...let me think, maybe it was your cocky behavior or the fact that you didn't seem to like the idea of me being german. And correct me, if I am wrong, but that implies that you do not like Germany very much. So why should I be wrong in the assumption that you brought us somewhere else?"

I replied.

He blinked a few times.

"Well, clearly your assumption was wrong and that concludes me into thinking your statement about my cocky behavior must have been wrong too."

"If that's so, I think you won't mind if I now decline your all so friendly offer of your presence, of which you – no doubt – think very much. I prefer being on my own – without having to listen to the self-praise of man, thank you very much."