Bag Of Memories (700 hits)
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Submitted by kaos-king (antius777) (View user info) at 2005-10-22 17:30:28 EDT
She rushed up to the door and jiggled the handle. Locked. Frantically, she looked around for Sam, but didn't see him anywhere behind her. Had they got him? She began to hit the door with her shoulder, once, twice, but the sound echoed through the still night. She quickly stopped and began to think of another place to hide.
"Monica," came a whisper from a few feet away.
She jumped, almost screaming. Sam was standing there, clutching his book bag and staring at her wide eyed.
"What happened to you? Where did you go?"
Ignoring her question, he stepped up past her and tried the door.
"It's locked. We're going to have to..."
The door knob fell off into Sam's hand.
"C'mon, hurry inside before they get here."
Both scurried inside the small office trailer outside the school grounds. They had been set up while construction continued on the new department building for the Art History professors. Scheduling had been off, so the teachers had grudgingly accepted these as temporary work spaces.
"We probably shouldn't turn..."
Sam flipped on the lights.
"... on the lights. What are you doing? They're going to find us!"
"Chances are, they'll assume it's just a professor working late. They're more likely to check the ones without lights on. Trust me, I know the ones looking for me."
Sam flopped down in one of the chairs while Monica peered out of the blinds. She rubbed her neck, as she was prone to do when she was stressed. She had so many questions she didn't know where to begin.
"Who are you, Sam? Who are you, really?"
"Does that really matter any more? I'm just sorry you got caught up in all of this. Don't worry, it will all be over soon."
"What does that mean?"
"I have friends coming, they'll take care of the situation."
Monica continued to rub her neck and her clavicle, filled with worry. What was going on? She had been eating a late dinner with Sam, her study partner from Macro Economics and everything had been going fine. They had been cracking jokes about their TA when Sam had gone rigid. Suddenly their had been an explosion at the other end of the food court, and then the two of them were running. Looking back, Monica had sworn she had seen people walking through the flames.
She heard a noise and turned towards the window. Just as she was about to push back the blinds, a flash of light filled the room. Startled, Monica turned to see Sam holding his camera, it's view finder trained on her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Remembering," he said casually.
"I don't think this is the time to be..."
"Listen, My friends are here. I have to go. I need you to do me a huge favor, Monica. Will you hold onto my bag for a few days?"
"Ummm...."
"I promise, once I'm gone, the individuals looking for me will have no interest in you. It's me they're after. Just hang onto my bag. The stuff in here is important to me."
"Sam, what's going on?"
Sam handed her his book bag and kissed her on the head. "Thank you, Monica."
She stood there, speechless as he walked out the door. Before she could follow him she heard a loud humming. She spun to the window and pulled up the blinds.
Outside she saw blinding white lights, pulsing in unison.
She saw Sam step into those lights.
And then she saw...
Nothing.
Monica stumbled back from the window and collapsed into the chair that Sam had just been sitting in. She stayed there, numb, for a few minutes. After a while, she unzipped his bookbag and looked inside it.
It had two text books, his camera and dozens of green paper envelopes.
Envelopes full of photographs.
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Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2005-10-24 09:51:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by YELLOW-MAN (user info) at 2005-10-24 03:07:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by mockidol (user info) at 2005-10-23 18:40:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
deja vu.
all over again.
Submitted by Creepy_guy (user info) at 2005-10-22 19:19:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Excellent work, this.
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2005-10-22 18:50:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I liked this.
makes reading uber worthwhile.
Submitted by GaidinCanuck (user info) at 2005-10-22 18:11:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Well written, as always, but why do I feel like I'm missing something? Either you were too subtle, or I'm not astute enough to pick up on what you're putting down.
Either way, only feels like half a story. But perhaps that's the point too (I dunno).