Time To Remember

sitting in a grungy diner having a bit of gossip with a friend the bells on the door jingle

a dark stranger walks through the door wearing all black and a trimmed goatee and carefully styled hair he looks right at me

I barely pay him any mind but keep up my mundane talk

the air moves and suddenly he’s standing right there next to the table I turn to him and there’s something vaguely familiar about him I can’t place

he’s holding a zippo and flicking it open and closed

open

closed

I’m nearly in a trance

he says my name and an uneasiness sweeps across my conscience and my eyes lift from his hands to his own dark eyes

his glance sweeps across my friend’s face she slowly backs away then turns and leaves in a hurry looking around I realize everyone has left it’s just me and him when did that happen? it’s as if time is cutting in and out the air is thickening around us

what do you want? my voice quiet

his raspy one responds I want you to remember don’t you remember me? don’t you remember anything? when we were kids and you came to my house?

I shake my head

well we’re going to play a new game now he steps forward a little closer

instinctively I lean away

he reaches into his leather vest and draws out a scalpel holds it daintily considers it a moment

no I say

his eyes flash from the blade to my face a grin spreads across his shadowed face teeth gleaming in the pale light

oh I think yes he hisses and faster than I can comprehend his hand darts forward slashing a symbol into my right cheek just before stabbing me twice in rapid succession right above my heart

somehow I know I’ve been poisoned

I stand up quickly my chair scraping across the tiled floor I hear his gravelly chuckle I feel a little dizzy

here’s the fun part his voice echoing as through a fog remember and go to my house it’s time for a new game little girl one where this time I find you and then you’re going to remember everything and pain will teach you a few things along the way don’t worry I’ll give you a little head start

I don’t know but I somehow do remember his house and I find myself there though now it’s abandoned there’s dust and cobwebs everywhere

it’s a big house one fun for exploring as a kid not so fun when you’re being hunted

the drug is making it hard to maintain I’m confused do I hide? do I …. oh I know now I need to find something, to remember…. what? I need to remember

he’s coming for me

16 thoughts on “Time To Remember

  1. Love this. I get flashes of colour from the present, but fades to black and white when you interact with him. Though when he cuts you, you’re blood is red, as if the present is fading from you. I don’t know, just how I saw it in my mind whilst reading.

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