100 Words a Day #128

Carl just got up, looked at Claire and started walking for the door.

‘I don’t understand any of this.  I don’t get why you are here, who Bengo is and how you are a part of Bengo.  I think maybe all of this is a result from the large amount of drugs I took in college.  I am having weird hallucinations and I just can’t deal with this.’

She got up and touched Carl on the arm.  He felt it.  He felt the warmth, the knowledge, the freedom.

‘Ok, I get it.  I’ll stay.  Now what?

‘We find the Other.’



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