Suzy’s Strange Saga
You like Jack and all, but obviously you need to break this habit of going for guys that save you and have really complicated baggage.
You head towards the door, open it revealing that it’s almost night already and get out of the building. Your car is still parked in the same location and you waste no time in starting it up and driving away.
You almost don’t want to look back at the building, but you’re compelled to do so anyway. However when you do, you see absolutely nothing in your rear view mirror.
“What the fuck?” you say and then briefly turn your head to look directly and it’s confirmed, the Gray Building is gone. You didn’t see it disappear, but it obviously has. Where, you have no idea, but you feel a little bad for leaving Jack now. You can only imagine what might have happened to him.
“He already knew what that building was, Suzy. He’ll be fine and if he isn’t…well YOU had to get out of there right? In fact HE’S an asshole for not telling you what the hell that damn building was about in the first place…yeah…goddamn it…” you say to yourself.
In your haste to forget about some of the stuff you saw, you absent-mindedly turn the radio on.
“Fuck, it’s going to just be ads for Ground…what the hell?” you say as you hear something you didn’t expect.
“…and talks today were very successful between the President and several other world leaders. It would seem that despite previous disagreements, tensions in the world are lower than they have been in quite some time. In other news, financial experts say things are looking up for the economy ever since…”
You change the station and find actual music on; in fact you do this several times and find no annoying Ground Zero ads at all! Just the normal annoying ones in between the music, but the fact that anything else is on is very surprising to you. No doom and gloom as far the news goes too or at least not as bad as it was when you remember.
What the hell is going on?
You also remember that Jack told you he heard on the radio that your town is under marshal law; maybe that’s no longer the case too? You certainly hope so, because you have no idea where else to go.
As you drive you wonder about the Gray Building and what it might have done. You start forming weird theories, but given what you just went through, maybe they aren’t so weird.
You first wonder if maybe you went through time somehow. Maybe the passage of time goes slower in there or something. You do remember that frightening bit when you aged and then reverted back briefly. (You look in your mirror again to make sure you are indeed still young and of course you are) Maybe all the troubles in the world subsided and things are back to normal? If so, you can’t imagine that it’s just been a couple days and everything would be okay again. You would have had to been gone a long time.
It also occurs to you that maybe you went back in time and maybe this is before the whole world started going to shit (as well as your town).
The immediate hole in either of these theories is the fact that the music playing on the radio stations is current. Of course you could just be listening to the “oldies” station and perhaps a shitload more time has passed than you thought.
Wouldn’t support the going back in time theory though if that’s the case and unless every station is an “oldies” station you quickly start dismissing the idea that you might’ve travelled through time.
You dismiss it altogether when you hear a newsperson on the radio announce today’s date.
So you haven’t travelled through time…maybe you went to a different dimension? You certainly don’t think those things or that bald guy were from your world. Then there was that flickering effect that you experience where you were in a halfway normal location that looked to be an auditorium.
If this is a different dimension though, so far a lot of shit is the same. Same famous musicians on the radio at least. Same world leaders mentioned, same celebrities mentioned that you know of.
Of course things seem to be a lot better as far as the world not nearly being on the verge of blowing itself up. You suppose you won’t really know until you get back to town.
The drive is a long one, and it’s nightfall by the time you reach your town. You aren’t seeing any military trucks or any blockades, so that’s a good sign. As you drive into town, you notice that it isn’t an anarchic mess that it was when you left. It doesn’t even look like there was any riots or disasters at all. Just normal traffic and there isn’t even much of that going on right now.
It is at this time you know this can’t be your reality and while you’re certain glad you aren’t in immediate danger anymore, you can’t help but feel a bit lost.
What are you going to do? Do you still go home? What is home going to be like now? Will you still have the same crappy life? How much is different?
Once again, about the only thing you can do is find out, hell it isn’t like you have much better to do now.
You drive home which is a lot easier to do when there aren’t assholes throwing bricks at your windshield or general chaos in the streets.
When you arrive at what you presume is still home you park on the street and you notice it’s slightly different. The house doesn’t look like it’s in a state of disrepair mainly. It doesn’t look like the lights are on either, which isn’t excessively unusual since Kelly is usually working at this time, Peter’s in the garage and you’re in the basement so there isn’t exactly anyone in the front living room or even upstairs where you might see a light.
Peter’s car isn’t in the driveway either, maybe he’s out or maybe he doesn’t live here, you can’t know. You aren’t even sure if this is your house. Who knows, maybe you don’t even live in this town.
Surprisingly even after all the mess you’ve gone through, you still have your house key so after taking it out of your pocket, you get out of the car an head towards the house.
You walk up to the front door and you’re about to try your key, but then you wonder if maybe you shouldn’t just ring the bell or knock first.
You head towards the door, open it revealing that it’s almost night already and get out of the building. Your car is still parked in the same location and you waste no time in starting it up and driving away.
You almost don’t want to look back at the building, but you’re compelled to do so anyway. However when you do, you see absolutely nothing in your rear view mirror.
“What the fuck?” you say and then briefly turn your head to look directly and it’s confirmed, the Gray Building is gone. You didn’t see it disappear, but it obviously has. Where, you have no idea, but you feel a little bad for leaving Jack now. You can only imagine what might have happened to him.
“He already knew what that building was, Suzy. He’ll be fine and if he isn’t…well YOU had to get out of there right? In fact HE’S an asshole for not telling you what the hell that damn building was about in the first place…yeah…goddamn it…” you say to yourself.
In your haste to forget about some of the stuff you saw, you absent-mindedly turn the radio on.
“Fuck, it’s going to just be ads for Ground…what the hell?” you say as you hear something you didn’t expect.
“…and talks today were very successful between the President and several other world leaders. It would seem that despite previous disagreements, tensions in the world are lower than they have been in quite some time. In other news, financial experts say things are looking up for the economy ever since…”
You change the station and find actual music on; in fact you do this several times and find no annoying Ground Zero ads at all! Just the normal annoying ones in between the music, but the fact that anything else is on is very surprising to you. No doom and gloom as far the news goes too or at least not as bad as it was when you remember.
What the hell is going on?
You also remember that Jack told you he heard on the radio that your town is under marshal law; maybe that’s no longer the case too? You certainly hope so, because you have no idea where else to go.
As you drive you wonder about the Gray Building and what it might have done. You start forming weird theories, but given what you just went through, maybe they aren’t so weird.
You first wonder if maybe you went through time somehow. Maybe the passage of time goes slower in there or something. You do remember that frightening bit when you aged and then reverted back briefly. (You look in your mirror again to make sure you are indeed still young and of course you are) Maybe all the troubles in the world subsided and things are back to normal? If so, you can’t imagine that it’s just been a couple days and everything would be okay again. You would have had to been gone a long time.
It also occurs to you that maybe you went back in time and maybe this is before the whole world started going to shit (as well as your town).
The immediate hole in either of these theories is the fact that the music playing on the radio stations is current. Of course you could just be listening to the “oldies” station and perhaps a shitload more time has passed than you thought.
Wouldn’t support the going back in time theory though if that’s the case and unless every station is an “oldies” station you quickly start dismissing the idea that you might’ve travelled through time.
You dismiss it altogether when you hear a newsperson on the radio announce today’s date.
So you haven’t travelled through time…maybe you went to a different dimension? You certainly don’t think those things or that bald guy were from your world. Then there was that flickering effect that you experience where you were in a halfway normal location that looked to be an auditorium.
If this is a different dimension though, so far a lot of shit is the same. Same famous musicians on the radio at least. Same world leaders mentioned, same celebrities mentioned that you know of.
Of course things seem to be a lot better as far as the world not nearly being on the verge of blowing itself up. You suppose you won’t really know until you get back to town.
The drive is a long one, and it’s nightfall by the time you reach your town. You aren’t seeing any military trucks or any blockades, so that’s a good sign. As you drive into town, you notice that it isn’t an anarchic mess that it was when you left. It doesn’t even look like there was any riots or disasters at all. Just normal traffic and there isn’t even much of that going on right now.
It is at this time you know this can’t be your reality and while you’re certain glad you aren’t in immediate danger anymore, you can’t help but feel a bit lost.
What are you going to do? Do you still go home? What is home going to be like now? Will you still have the same crappy life? How much is different?
Once again, about the only thing you can do is find out, hell it isn’t like you have much better to do now.
You drive home which is a lot easier to do when there aren’t assholes throwing bricks at your windshield or general chaos in the streets.
When you arrive at what you presume is still home you park on the street and you notice it’s slightly different. The house doesn’t look like it’s in a state of disrepair mainly. It doesn’t look like the lights are on either, which isn’t excessively unusual since Kelly is usually working at this time, Peter’s in the garage and you’re in the basement so there isn’t exactly anyone in the front living room or even upstairs where you might see a light.
Peter’s car isn’t in the driveway either, maybe he’s out or maybe he doesn’t live here, you can’t know. You aren’t even sure if this is your house. Who knows, maybe you don’t even live in this town.
Surprisingly even after all the mess you’ve gone through, you still have your house key so after taking it out of your pocket, you get out of the car an head towards the house.
You walk up to the front door and you’re about to try your key, but then you wonder if maybe you shouldn’t just ring the bell or knock first.