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Myself and I (WIP)


Here is a little story that I wrote that’s a work in progress.

Myself and I

An old man living in a senior community approaches a neighbor’s door. On Tuesdays he plays board games with his neighbor Barry. Like Barry he is alone in his old age. Most family and friends either died off or moved on. When he was younger he wanted to be a writer but fear stopped him from going this route. Now days he collects a retirement check from an old job. He knocked on Barry’s front door but got no answer. As it was unusual for Barry to miss the weekly gatherings he decided to enter the house to check on his friend. Entering the key code he received long ago he walked into the living room. He called Barry’s name several times as he walked though the house but got no answer. He was about to give up when he saw the basement door ajar. This door was usually locked and he has joked with Barry many times about hiding bodies in his basement. He walked down the stairs calling out his friend’s name. He hit the bottom and entered what appeared to be a high tech lab of some sort. He looked around the place trying to get some clue where his friend was and what he was working on. Finally on a work bench he saw a note addressed to him that said Play Me. He grabbed the small device and removed the note and pushed the play button.



Night (WIP)


The one bad thing about working third shift to me is the time spent away from family. I been working my current job for little over a year now. It is a security job at a warehouse in the town of Edgewind about a hour drive from my home of Glendale.The night was like any other mostly quiet and not much going on. Only a skeleton crew is present at these hours. My coworker Thomas McDonald called Mac by his friends was sitting in the security office when I stop by to tell him I was going to lunch.

During my lunch breaks I always call my wife Ann to check on things at the homestead. Being two in the morning usually she just finishing up some cleaning or other small chores before going to bed. Well on this night she was relaying a story about my in-laws and their plans to go on a cruise. She is addressing some of her concerned about the trip when the line goes dead. I tired calling her back on the home and cell and could not get a answer. I also tried calling my in-laws but got the same results. I got up from the break room and told Mac I had to go something has happened at home and I needed to leave. He told me he had me covered and hoped everything was alright.

I got into my car and rushed out the warehouse parking lot. I had a million things going though my mind as to what have happened. I got within ten miles of my home town when I came upon about a dozen parked cars. I got out and ran to where a crowd was formed shining their flashlights into the distance.  Thinking back now I should have realized something was strange as their were no lights coming from the city of Glendale. As I reached the front of the crowd the highway suddenly ended. After borrowing a flashlight I could see that the city was replaced with a grassy field. All traces of the city was gone and in a panic I ran into the field to see what had happened to my wife.

What is this? It is a work of original fiction obviously not completed and still in a very rough form. This is a tease for a much longer story born from the germ of an idea. How would you react if you came home from work and your town or city just vanished. I have a basic skeleton of story mapped out and plan on getting those plans into the physical world and out of my head. I also plan on fleshing this part out more and I am still deciding the format and structure of the story. So the finished product might not be in first person narrative. Anyway as always any comments are welcomed and hope the people who do read this enjoy this little taste of a larger story.