Two beings from a higher dimension appear in Times Square.
"You see?" One says to the other, "I told you."
"You're right, " the other one says, "we'll scrap this one."
As onlookers stare in shock at the odd-looking strangers, our universe winks out of existence in an instant.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Next Messaging
The sun, fatter now, hung like a ripe fruit over the pacific ocean. Clouds spotted the sky, colored like the red and orange ashes of a dying campfire trying to squeeze one last round of laughter between old friends. Highway 1 was a ghost town save for two vans hauling music equipment. The band Speeding in the Rain had just played their final show in San Francisco and are heading back to their home town of Monterey, California.
Josh, the bass player, riding shotgun in a van with Devin driving, stared out off the edge of the western world into the ocean that ended only on Japan's beaches. Devin was following the van of the rest band members along California state route 1 when he felt the familiar buzz on his thigh. Instinctively, but slowly, he withdrew his cell phone from his jeans that he always wished weren't as tight when his cell phone rang. He looked quickly at his phone to see who was unknowingly interrupting his solitary commune with nature.
"Hey Hannah" Devin said to Ian the drummer's girlfriend.
"Hey, is everything ok?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah everything's fine, why?"
"What the fuck?! Why is Jeremy sending me these text messages saying Ian's dead?" Jeremy and Ian are the other members of the band in the van Devin's following.
"What? Ha ha I don't know, he's probably just fucking with you." Devin said, reassuringly.
"That's what I thought but I called Ian and he didn't answer."
"Well he's driving the other van. That's probably why he didn't answer, " Devin paused, then added joking, "I shouldn't have answer either, you're going to make ME crash."
Normally this is where Devin would start flirting with a girl he has on the phone, but this was his friend, and drummer's girlfriend so he wasn't sure how to act. Thankfully, she began ending the conversation.
"Well, if you talk to him--if you stop somewhere before getting to Monterey have him call me," Hannah said.
"OK, will do."
Keeping his eyes on road and reminding himself that he was driving a van full of heavy and hard music equipment, Devin return his cell phone to his jean pocket.
Josh, riding shotgun, left his conversation with the universe and asked Devin, "That was Hannah?"
"Yeah, she said Jeremy sent her a text message saying Ian died."
"Huh. That's weird."
"Yeah, that's what I thought, but you know Jeremy."
"Yeah." Josh said, not knowing exactly what Devin meant by, 'you know Jeremy'.
Jeremy, the singer, always had that detached look in his eye. He looked like he was surprised and up to something at the same time, as if he just landed on an alien world and decided to blow it up immediately. Josh decided to end his break in conversation with the universe with a call to Ian to see what they were up to.
As the phone rang Devin and Josh watched the van being driven by Ian suddenly drive off the cliff and into the pacific ocean. It all looked like scene from a movie, it almost seemed cheesy. But in a few seconds, lead rocks were formed in the stomachs of Devin and Josh as they realized their lives had just drastically changed.
The next few hours were a blur of running, calling, and yelling. It turns out Ian had 'lost control' of the van and it descended to the rocky beach below. Jeremy who was wearing his seatbelt had lived, whereas Ian who wasn't wearing his seatbelt smashed his head open when the van first hit the rocks on its way down the steep cliff. After the ambulance had arrived and picked up Ian's body, Jeremy instinctively reached for his cell phone to send a text message.
"OMG. we were just in an accident. ian is dead." He sent this text message to Ian friends, including Hannah.
Hannah, upon reading the text message, called Ian immediately hoping that Jeremy was just messing with her. Every unanswered ring cause her stomach to sink a little more. Jeremy was both dead and driving in the past. As soon as his voice mail message started she hung up and called Devin.
"Hey Hannah" Devin said.
"Hey, is everything ok?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah everything's fine, why?"
"What the fuck?! Why is Jeremy sending these text messages saying Ian's dead?"
"What? Ha ha I don't know, he's probably just fucking with you." Devin said.
"That's what I thought but I called Ian and he didn't answer."
"Well he's driving the other van. That's probably why he didn't answer, " Devin paused, then added joking, "I shouldn't have answer either, you're going to make ME crash."
"Well, if you talk to him--if you stop somewhere before getting to Monterey have him call me," Hannah said.
"OK, will do."
Josh, the bass player, riding shotgun in a van with Devin driving, stared out off the edge of the western world into the ocean that ended only on Japan's beaches. Devin was following the van of the rest band members along California state route 1 when he felt the familiar buzz on his thigh. Instinctively, but slowly, he withdrew his cell phone from his jeans that he always wished weren't as tight when his cell phone rang. He looked quickly at his phone to see who was unknowingly interrupting his solitary commune with nature.
"Hey Hannah" Devin said to Ian the drummer's girlfriend.
"Hey, is everything ok?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah everything's fine, why?"
"What the fuck?! Why is Jeremy sending me these text messages saying Ian's dead?" Jeremy and Ian are the other members of the band in the van Devin's following.
"What? Ha ha I don't know, he's probably just fucking with you." Devin said, reassuringly.
"That's what I thought but I called Ian and he didn't answer."
"Well he's driving the other van. That's probably why he didn't answer, " Devin paused, then added joking, "I shouldn't have answer either, you're going to make ME crash."
Normally this is where Devin would start flirting with a girl he has on the phone, but this was his friend, and drummer's girlfriend so he wasn't sure how to act. Thankfully, she began ending the conversation.
"Well, if you talk to him--if you stop somewhere before getting to Monterey have him call me," Hannah said.
"OK, will do."
Keeping his eyes on road and reminding himself that he was driving a van full of heavy and hard music equipment, Devin return his cell phone to his jean pocket.
Josh, riding shotgun, left his conversation with the universe and asked Devin, "That was Hannah?"
"Yeah, she said Jeremy sent her a text message saying Ian died."
"Huh. That's weird."
"Yeah, that's what I thought, but you know Jeremy."
"Yeah." Josh said, not knowing exactly what Devin meant by, 'you know Jeremy'.
Jeremy, the singer, always had that detached look in his eye. He looked like he was surprised and up to something at the same time, as if he just landed on an alien world and decided to blow it up immediately. Josh decided to end his break in conversation with the universe with a call to Ian to see what they were up to.
As the phone rang Devin and Josh watched the van being driven by Ian suddenly drive off the cliff and into the pacific ocean. It all looked like scene from a movie, it almost seemed cheesy. But in a few seconds, lead rocks were formed in the stomachs of Devin and Josh as they realized their lives had just drastically changed.
The next few hours were a blur of running, calling, and yelling. It turns out Ian had 'lost control' of the van and it descended to the rocky beach below. Jeremy who was wearing his seatbelt had lived, whereas Ian who wasn't wearing his seatbelt smashed his head open when the van first hit the rocks on its way down the steep cliff. After the ambulance had arrived and picked up Ian's body, Jeremy instinctively reached for his cell phone to send a text message.
"OMG. we were just in an accident. ian is dead." He sent this text message to Ian friends, including Hannah.
Hannah, upon reading the text message, called Ian immediately hoping that Jeremy was just messing with her. Every unanswered ring cause her stomach to sink a little more. Jeremy was both dead and driving in the past. As soon as his voice mail message started she hung up and called Devin.
"Hey Hannah" Devin said.
"Hey, is everything ok?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah everything's fine, why?"
"What the fuck?! Why is Jeremy sending these text messages saying Ian's dead?"
"What? Ha ha I don't know, he's probably just fucking with you." Devin said.
"That's what I thought but I called Ian and he didn't answer."
"Well he's driving the other van. That's probably why he didn't answer, " Devin paused, then added joking, "I shouldn't have answer either, you're going to make ME crash."
"Well, if you talk to him--if you stop somewhere before getting to Monterey have him call me," Hannah said.
"OK, will do."
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