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Strange Encounters – (Chapter: Pt. 2)
Strange Encounters
Ch. 2
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Synesthesia….a condition in which the normally separate senses mix. Sight may mingle with sound or taste with touch….
A blue color flashed across my vision. Mysterious and taunting. Blue meant inner peace, truth. A blue shade… Who had a blue shade…
I struggled to remember.
‘Who are you’, a voice questioned seductively into my frayed senses.
I was floating in darkness, the voice wrapping all around me like a wool blanket. A blue light coming in out of view.
‘Anything you want me to be..’, I started as if I was meant to say it.
I reached out for the blue rays but met soft linen.
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Ashley:
I wake up disgruntled and sit up in my bed just in time to see a brunette gathering her things. She was radiating an indigo shade.
‘Shes deep in thought…’, I concluded.
I sit up against my head board and reach over to my right; where a discarded pack of cigarettes sits on my night-stand. I take one out and light it. Inhaling the toxins into my lungs, absentmindedly. The brunette walks towards me with a shy smile, she leans forward and kisses my cheek. Her shade slowly turned dark purple almost black. I gazed at her coolily and smirked in her direction as she stumbled out my door.
‘Now she’s hiding something’, I thought to myself.
I get out of my bed and stretch my limbs, not bothered by my nudity and walk towards my shower. I countdown from five.
5…
I wonder why I always seem to get these jobs
4…
Maybe she won’t go to her car
3…
No she is, I can still see her color
2…
*beep* *beep*
1…
I hear the sound of an explosion, and shake my head in disappointment. Her color has vanished. All there is a misty black.
Black means death…
My phone rings and I pick it up.
"Report", a man orders.
"Terminated", I sighed.
"Hah upset she didn’t last longer Ash??", the man joked.
I roll my eyes and change the subject.
"Any new jobs?", I question.
"In fact, yes I do. You know the cops have been hounding us since that snitch Arthur, but it’s been leaked that he has a son. Don’t do anything… drastic, but make it a point to let Arthur know how close we can get to his family from right under his nose", he explained.
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