Daniel

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 19, 2018

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Warm palmy wind flushes into a small pub as a young man in white suit opens the door and walks inside. He looks eagerly around and then land his sight on a corner. There sits a teenage boy in black sweater with a hat covers his whole face. The young man grins and comes before the bar counter. ‘Two dry Martinis, please.’ He says to the bartender, smiling yet sounds sad. He keeps looking back at the boy whose figure likes a shadow fading away. After finishing one of the two glasses, he takes the other and sits next to the boy. ‘Have a drink.’ He offers but the boy seems to ignore him completely. ‘Cold and sharp winds won’t restrict me, for I’m free in a world beyond.’The young man sends words into empty space, yet the boy looks up at him with tear stains on his face. The young man doesn’t turn his head and becomes solemn, and whispers: ‘Talk about it.’ The boy doesn’t resist  and speaks in a deep voice that is unusual of his age. ‘I’m always not allowed to speak my true feelings. Every time I share my opinions, they keep telling me that I’m looking in a wrong way, that my plans are all day dreaming and will never come true. I tried to explain myself at first, but then I just gave up. I mean, what’s the use of persuading people to understand you? Or perhaps they’re right, I am just too stubborned. But it doesn’t matter now, I’ll be gone soon, and after it’s done, nothing will bother me  any longer.’ The young man nods slightly and leans toward the boy, saying ‘Well, it’s definitely a good plan. After all, taking our own lives seems to be the only freedom God left for us.’ ‘That’s what I’m talking about!’ The boy says in surprise and even offers his hand, the young man notices some twisting lines hidden on his wrist. ‘I’m Ram. What’s your name?’ The young man shakes the hand and answers,  ‘Daniel. Your parents seem to predict your temper precisely.’ ‘Sure they did, those bastards, they always get what they want.’ Ram gives a silent smile and suddenly stops, wondering why Daniel talks to him. So he asks, ‘Daniel, you need to be honest with me, why are you here?’ Daniel grins with satisfaction and says,‘I am here to do you the favor.’ Suddenly,Ram opens his eyes widely as if a bell hit him, the feelings of cutting his own flesh and of ice melting in his chest come vividly back to him. He starts to tremble and his sight becomes empty. He mutters: ‘No, I’m not coming back, please, what should I do?’ Dizziness takes control of him, and the moment he tries to stand up, he flops to the floor. ‘Please, help me get it done, I don’t know what to do.’ Daniel emptied his Martini, and squats before Ram, says gentlely‘Don’t worry. Your pain will be gone soon. I’m here for you.’ He then opens his mouth, there’s nothing in it, just a black hole. Slowly Daniel breathes, and a dark figure comes out of Ram’s body and into his mouth.Excitement appears on Daniel’s face.

After it’s done, Daniel stands up and walks straight out of the pub, leaving Ram to pull out the prepared knife and slice his own throat without hesitation. 


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