The Victim

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Alissa is at home just minding her own bussines when she suddenly blacks out and finds herself being in a completely different place than she was before. What has happened? Why is she suddenly here? Has she actually been here all along?

Submitted: July 04, 2017

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The Victim

Suddenly it was like I had blacked out and when I woke up I thought to myself.

“What the hell happened? No more than a second ago I swear I was cleaning the dishes and now I'm in… what is this a café? Maybe I should ask someone where I am, but what if I’ve been here all along and I just suddenly forgot? People would think that I am crazy.”

 

Looking around I noticed a phone laying on the table in front of me. It’s screen was lit up and on it was a text message from someone named ‘M.K’. I picked up the phone to read it.

“Hi Alissa, you may feel a bit confused by all this but don’t worry your mission here is simple. At exactly 11:25 a.m. a woman in a red dress will walk in through the door of this cafe. Notice that you have a thumbtack on the table in front of you.” I looked down at the table and there it was, a thumbtack with a red flat surface. The needle was much smaller than normal. Perhaps a millimeter or so. I kept reading.

 

“The tip of that thumbtack is poisonous. That poison is strong enough to kill an human in less than 20 seconds so whatever you do Alissa, do not touch it! When the lady walks in, walk up to her, stick the thumbtack in her back and casually walk out of there. If you get out with the job done there is a great reward waiting for you.

If you decide not to do it however you’ll be punished. Good luck Alissa /M.K”

 

This had to be some kind of sick joke I thought, or perhaps I was dreaming. Suddenly I noticed that the café was full of people and sounds. Were they all really here before? The café had a bunch of shelves here and there full of books and various decorations. Suddenly a lady in a red dress walked out from behind a shelf. Was that my “target” and was the clock already 11:25? I looked down on the phone, it sure as hell said 11:25. Shivers made its way up my spine while my heart started beating faster. “Alright do it quick and get it over with” I thought to myself as I rose up from my chair while grabbing the thumbtack in one hand while pocketing the phone with the other. As I started walking, the lady had stopped at the café counter. I could not see her face from where I was approaching her. I thought to myself that perhaps it was better that I did not see it. Now I was closing up on her, it was like all sounds in the café had disappeared around me and all that was left was the sound of my beating heart banging in my chest.

Now I was only a step away from her. I pretended as if I just bumped into her while I patted the thumbtack in her lower back. I quickly turned to the door said “oh sorry” and started walking. When I opened the door I noticed that this was not even in my city. Where the hell was I? I turned and peered through the window and looked at the counter. The lady started fumbling while grabbing her lower back. A few seconds passed and she started falling to the ground and while she did so she turned towards the window.

 

Suddenly it was like time had stopped. I had to rub my eyes as I looked at her in disbelief. The woman I had poisoned looked exactly like myself. The man behind the counter ran out and sat down in front of her. The phone rang and I picked it up. The caller was M.K. When I answered he said “Good job Alissa.” the voice paused for a second. I decided not to say anything. He then said “Now you should run” followed up by the sound of him hanging up on the phone. I quickly turned around facing down the street and did as he had suggested, I ran.

 

the end

 


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