Capítulo 6: 6.
I awake to see that my fever is gone. I push the heavy blankets off of me and sit up. The room is empty but the door is opened this time. I swing my legs over the bed and get up.
I walk to the doorway cautiously. Peeking through I see that it leads to a hallway. I turn right, hoping I'm heading the right way. Then I finally turned again only to hit a dead end. Sighing I go back.
I continue passed the room I was in. Turned another corner and came into a big room. It looked like a living room. It had a couch and a small TV. But it had all kinds of knick knacks scattered all over the room. There was one that looked like a vase that had the face of a man. There was a strange twisting figure that furled outward at the ends. There was posters, magazines, and newspaper clippings covering every inch of the walls. One even stated:
"Come watch the movie of the year~
The best superhero movie~~
PICKLE MAN!!!!"
I snorted. If she had time to decorate the living room then why didn't she decorate the room I was in? I mused.
"Just what is this place?" I asked myself with amusement.
"Awake already?"
I spin around to see that woman again this time she's wearing something more casual. She walks over to see what I'm looking at. She leans forward a bit to look at it more closely.
"Ah~ yes~," She hummed. "That movie came out before you were born."
"Why do you even have this?" I asked.
"Oh, for reasons," She replied.
"There's never a dull moment with you around, is there?" I pick up a strange brown metal sphere with crazy logos from a shelf. She takes it out of my hands and place it where it belongs.
"Some would certainly think so," She said mysteriously. What a strange woman. I shake my head.
"What?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing...it's just.... you're really weird," I chuckled.
"Well... we're all weird, don't you think?"
I take a moment or two to let what she said sink in.
"Yeah...yeah you're right,"
It's strange how I just met this woman and yet she makes me feel relaxed like we're two old school friends meeting back up again.
"You seem to know a lot," I said glancing at her.
"Well I had a lot of time to think," She said while admiring more of the strange contraptions.
"Where is...?" I asked hesitantly.
"Out," She grasped her hands behind her as she slowly walked around the room. I follow behind her.
"Right..."
"You sound disappointed?" She asked sounding amused.
"I-uh just want to talk to her about something..." I scratch the back of my head, embarrassed.
"I see," She said knowingly. She slowly twirled around to face me. "Want breakfast?"
"S-sure," Following close behind her to the kitchen.
"Breakfast is already ready, just go ahead and dig in,"
Then why didn't you say so in the first place instead of talking with me? I thought.
I sat down and it was then I realized how hungry I was. I scarf it down and chug the juice. Putting the glass back down with a clink.
"What's her name?" I asked after I finished.
"Oh? She didn't tell you?" She laughed. "That's so like her to forgot something like that."
"W-well what's yours?"
"My name.... doesn't matter," She picked up my dishes and started washing them.
"Then what am I supposed to call you?" I asked incredulously.
"Hmm..." She paused. "Why don't you think of something to call me?"
Something to call her? Like what? I'm not good coming up with nicknames.
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Dead_Stars "A word is dead
When it is said
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day."
-Emily Dickinson, "VI. A Word"
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