The Conspiration of The Universe (Published under Cloak Pop Fiction)

Third: The Accident (25)

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(page 88 of 126)

                  Study, study, study, that’s what I have been up to. Even though hell week should be commenced few more weeks from now, exams and paper works had already started popping from sea of fire. Humanity 10 even required us to interview a single parent which was laborious to other students, but not for me. I was just lucky that I have one. Not to mention, Mrs. Briones’ term paper was something to watch out as well. Because of all that, I revisited my old favourite place on campus, the library.

                  The books of the University were old and considerably brittle so every student must handle it with great care. I mean, these books seem to be the same books five years ago, maybe, ten. Nevertheless, these books come in handy as a.) Props for someone who wants to sleep in the library and b.) Reference material. Today, I used it as a reference material, so here you go librarians; I am responsibly using your books.

                  Pages after pages, I scanned the book about the fundamentals of making an argument and logical fallacies. Then I came across a short story that I found interestingly witty and funny. It was entitled Love is a Fallacy by Max Schulman. It’s about a self-proclaimed smart lawyer-to-be who fell in love with a not-so smart, but flawlessly beautiful girl, named Polly Epsy, in the process of teaching her to be a good logistician.

Then, I wondered if the narrator or even Polly Epsy, one of the characters of the story, would come to exist like Eureka. Are there others like Eureka? Would it be wonderful if the world came to recognize their existence or would it be chaotic, destroying the very structure of physics, of science? If they came to exist, would their writers be their god who made them out of paper and ink, out of their magnificent and unfathomable mind? Just thinking of these made my head hurt and so I removed my glasses and rubbed my face.

                  My phone instantaneously vibrated which made me jump from my seat. A few people looked at me for a second and went back from their own business. Someone was calling me and their number was unregistered so it forced me to go outside the library and answer it.

                  “Hello?” I calmly asked.

                  “Luke, is this you?” a female voice answered. Her voice was high pitched almost like of a little child’s voice.

                  “Yes, who’s this?”

                  “It’s me, Kylie, Eureka’s co-worker and roommate.”

                  “Yes, I remember. Why are you calling?”

                 “Its...its Eureka.” I clenched my phone harder as I heard her shaking voice. “she’s at the Los Baños Doctors Hospital, something really weird happen.”

               “What?! Is she alright? Tell me what happened to her!” my voice trembled.

               “I think she’s alright. But it would be better if you would come here. Do you have a class right now? Are you free?”

                  “Yes, I’m free right now and I’m already on my way.” I said while urgently walking to the streets. I waited for a jeepney and rode one right away as it had made a stop.

                  “Okay, I’ll meet you at the hospital’s entrance.” She hung up.

I tapped my lap impatiently as the jeepney ride was seemingly running slow. “C’mon, please be faster!” I muttered to myself. If only I have the audacity to shout at the driver. If only I have the power to run faster than this.