Sandy and The Stranger by atothewr

Sandy and The Stranger by atothewr

Author:atothewr
Language: eng
Format: epub


Together 2

The character (still clothed in what he was wearing in the last story – not naked like the first time he appeared here – not sure why) came crashing out of the zombie door and rolled across the floor until he came to a hard stop against the wall. He lay there a moment, catching his breath, letting the warmth of the room return heat to the cells of his body. He couldn’t believe that he had just learned what it was like to die.

The zombie door flashed out, and now there were 9 doors left.

The character stood up and dusted off the snow, checking his body for any signs of mortal damage. It wasn’t every day that you got crushed by a truck and lived to tell about it.

He looked around the round room, and his heart sank. He was back where he started before he went into the zombie story, which was good and bad, good because he hadn’t died, and bad because he was back to square one, the place where he was created.

“Hold on one second.” The words flashed on the wall, our communication, and then I finished up my blog post, saving it for later. Once finished, I returned to him. There was no use trying to do two things at one time. “I’m not much of a multi-tasker.

Ask my wife,” I replied, words of neon pink and green flashing on the wall.

“That was a pretty shitty way to end me in the last story. Getting crushed by a truck like that.”

“I see you remember the last story you came out of, or at least parts of it.”

“I just came out of it, so I think I would.”

“But you still can’t remember where you belong?”

“Can you?”

“Good point.”

“By the way, zombies on skies, and ones that use snow blowers. Don’t you think that’s all pretty stupid?”

“I thought it was pretty clever.”

“I bet your audience is laughing at you right now.”

“I tried to poke fun at myself a bit, during it.”

“Anyway, shit in one hand, wipe in the other. I guess I am off to the next story now.” He picked up the lamp on the floor and turned it on. He shined the light on door number 2 and frowned. He had forgotten what genre came next. “Vampires? I nearly get mauled by zombies, and now you want me to go after vampires.”

“I think Eric did a good job of taking care of you. You didn’t really get into that much danger.”

“I nearly froze to death, lost my damn feet, and I did get crushed by a truck at the end of it, but no, not too much danger. It was a regular fucking cub scout meeting.”

I had nothing to say. He had every reason to rant, stuck out here without his family, asked to go into all of these crazy stories, dancing for me as characters so often do for writers.

“Why vampires?”

“I have always enjoyed that genre, and they are pretty popular right now on my side of things.



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