Silmarillion: A Distant Future

Chapter Twenty-Five

Five Months Later...
Location: Canada.

A woman with her hair pulled back was whipping down a countertop. "Holly. Did you hear that?" Her co-worker asked. She looked up and said, "It sounds like someone outside in the back. Could be those raccoons again. I can go check it out."

"You sure you do not want me to?" Her co-worker said as she grabbed a frying pan and a can of pepper spray.

"No. I am good," She replied waving her frying pan at him. She stepped outside and looked around holding her frying pan up. She heard rustling and held up the pepper spray as a tall man stepped out of the shadows. She screamed and sprayed the pepper spray. The guy stumbled back holding his eyes and then with a quick flick of her wrist the pan she held smashed him in the face.

They fell on the ground and groaned and grumbled out, "What in Valar's name is your issue?!"

She looked down at him and back up. She went to the back door and called, "Hey! Don! Can you come here? Please? It is not raccoons."

Her coworker came out and said, "What are you talking about- oh." He stopped talking when he saw the person sitting up holding there nose and their eyes where read.

"Why don't you go inside...see if we have any clothes in the back and maybe a blanket." He said to her. She nodded and went inside and he took over his jacket and handed it over.

"Here. You may want to use this to cover your self up a bit until we can get you some proper clothes," He said handing over the jacket.

The elf looked up at him and frowned. "Who are you?" He asked.

"A friend. You can call me Gildor and you are?" He asked.

"Curufin," The elf said. Gildor's eyes widened for a moment but he just quickly nodded.

"Holly? Do we have any extra clothes?" Gildor called as he walked in with Curufin.

"Yeah. I found somethings in the lost and found, they are right by the fridge." She called. Curufin looked at him as he grabbed a small stack of clothes and handed them over.

"Here. I hope they fit," He said. "I'll be out front when you're ready. You most likely have a lot of questions."

Curufin just nodded and once Gildor left Curufin changed into the clothes that were there. They were a bit big but they worked. He walked out to the front of the store and looked at the girl who wacked him.

"Hey. Sorry about wacking you with frying pan and the pepper spray," She said.

"The what?" Curufin asked.

"Never mind, here for your nose," she said holding out a bag. Curufin looked at the bag and back at her.

"It's cold. It can stop swelling for your nose...the pain in your eyes will pass." She said.

Curufin just gave a small nod and took the bag and put it on his nose and sat down. He was suprised that it was cold but chose not to say anything. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gildor smirk a bit but was unsure why.

"So. Gildor...what is happening here?" Curufin asked.

"What is the last thing you remember?" Holly asked.

"Dying. Now, I want to know where I am and what is going on," He replied.

"Uh...I am not sure how to tell you this but this is the 21st century. The ages and worlds of middle earth and Valinor have long passed out of knowledge and history. They do not exsist...well except for a few like me and Holly. I chose not to sail and Holly is a half-elf who also chose not to sail." Gildor said.