Andrew Wilton

Elegia

(Imagine, if you will, a dark desolate alternate reality)

A man enters a coffee shop restaurant with a briefcase in hand, wearing a black hat and a grey overcoat. He approaches the cashier:

“The weather certainly is nice, isn’t it?” says the woman.

“I haven’t seen the sun in 8 years” replies the man.

He gives her a small ticket and picks up his coffee which resembles a dark, murky substance. He sits down in the corner with a nervous posture, darting his tired cold eyes around the room to see if anyone has followed him. A woman, a different woman, suddenly sits next to him, seemingly appearing from nowhere. She has long blonde hair, and appears to be about 300 years old, although she doesn’t look a day over 25.

“What are you doing here on such a beautiful day?” she asks.

“I’m just visiting”

He looks outside to see a large storm brewing.

“I want to fuck you” said the woman.

The man looked at her with an expressionless stare an they share a minute of silence.

“What do you do for work mister?” She finally said.

“I am an accountant”

“My father was an accountant”

“Was he?” said the man “how interesting”

“Do you like sports” said the woman.

“I like killing people” said the man.

He looked at her with a grin from ear to ear.

“Would you like to see what’s in my briefcase?”

He began fidgeting with his arms, as if he was on some unknown drug.

“It has some of my most treasured belongings inside, and I would love to show you”

He opened the briefcase slowly, as to build up the anticipation, and he pulled out a small, shiny cube.

“This is a phase box. They are priceless from where I come from”.

“Where do you come from?” she said.

“I come from where the mountains are tall and the trees are grey”.

“Is that near the factory?”

“No”

The cashier appeared from the counter, bearing a large revolver. She then killed the woman.

The man took out a handkerchief, and wiped up the blood.

He finished his coffee and closed his briefcase.

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