“Sucked out by the vacuum of space” a short story

“Are your fingers crossed?” Stephania asked Ben2Times. They were sitting on the bed of the dirty motel room at the Kand’s End Glen Inn #2.  Nobody knew where Glen was.

The girl down the hall said he had retired to Glen Ken Meadows, down the way, but no one saw him travel there.  Only thing they knew is that they took his money three weeks ago when they checked in on this row.  They being Stephania and Ben2Times in Room 11. Then Jenny #7 in room 10 (she liked to play Texas Hold’em and kept a slew of Jacks tucked under her dirty blouse sleeve), TomBoy in room 9 (no one knew about him) (yet), and Stacy in room 8 (she was very cool and gave them all gum when she passed by) (but it was weird, the only time they ever saw her was when she was passing by, never in a spot or one place or actually somewhere, just walking by) Oh and Stacy liked to mumble.  Something close to “An eye for an eye was all he could buy” was all Stephania could make out.

Ben2Times disagreed, he said she was saying “A buy for an eye was all she could spy…” but that didn’t make sense to Stephania.  They tried to piece it all together.  Stacy was short, that was for sure.  Very short lady!!, as Stephania’s great-great uncle Gadget would say.  He was dead now. 98.  When he died she listened to her aunt moan and moan in the night, it was creepy because she always crept up slowly to the edge of Stephania’s bed when she was sleeping and moaned from down there.

She would wait though.  Aunt San would wait until it was dark or Stephania had just fallen asleep or until she had crept all the way to the bottom of the bed where you couldn’t hear her coming and then start to moan.  Low.  scare.gif

And almost couldn’t hear.  It was not a nice thing and Stephania just lay in the bed with her covers pulled tight to her throat because she didn’t know what to do.  Then the groaning would get a little louder but she was too scared to roll to the bottom or look over the edge and the wall was on the other side of the bed.  Then the hand.  Well, the fingers.  The fingers pale, cold would slide up and grip the very edge of the comforter and start to pull gently.  Then they went under.  She could feel the cold fingers tapping her ribs and-

“What the fuck Stephania!” Ben2Times yelled. “Who the fuck are you talking to?!” he yelled and shook her shoulders.

“Oh, was I talking?” she asked.

“Wha- fuck yes you were going on really fast about some super scary shining lady shit… crawling up your bed I don’t wanna hear that shit right now… ughhhh.. jeez…” Ben2Times said.

Stephania looked down at the dingy comforter and gathered her thoughts.  “Was I talking out loud?”

“Yes!” Ben2Times said.  “And you were starting to tap me in my chest with your fingers.  More like jab.”

“Oh… my bad.”

She looked over at him, “Am I talking out loud now?”

“No,” Ben2Times replied, “You’re talking normal, in our heads.  …damn, that was scary.”

She stretched her legs out and craned her neck. “Well get over it. It’s over now, let’s not make a federal case about it.” she said.

Ben2Times got up and walked to the window of the room.  He made a little cup in the blinds with his fingers and jumped back when he saw the eye.

“Stephania,” he whispered loudly, “Come here.” He motioned to her and bent down to the carpet.

“What? Why are you whispering?”

Ben2Times put his finger to his lips for her to be quiet and looked around the room wildly.  He found the switch and crawled over to it to turn out the light, then he crawled back toward Stephania.

“There’s someone at the window!” he hissed in her ear, “and they’re watching us.”

“No, it’s not.” she hissed back, “you’re probably being paranoid again… ever since that leech…”

“No!” Ben2Times hissed louder, “I saw its eye. It’s there… watching us.”

“Ok, ok.” Stephania stood up and started to strip off her clothes. “You think a groppy little eyeball is going to scare me after that scary-ass shit I just told you about my auntie…” She laughed and kicked away her pants.

Ben2Times stopped being scared for a moment while she crossed her arms in front of her and then lifted up her shirt.  She tossed it over the back of a chair.

“Well,” she said and looked over pointedly at Ben2Times, “Only one thing left…” she smiled and hooked her thumbs under the sides of her g-string and pulled it to the floor.

When she bent over Ben2Times completely forgot the eyeball and had a hard time understanding where they were or why they were there or what constellation they were on exactly.

Stephania cleared her throat and headed toward the door.

“Wait!” he yelled, “Stephania no!”

But it was too late and she did a full out Bruce Lee spin and kicked open their own door.

“Hellllllooo EYEBALL MAN!!” she screeched and started to bunny hop out the door.

“Why is she bunny hopping?” Ben2Times thought.

“Because it’s funny!” she yelled back and continued to hop nakedly down the hallway.

Ben2Times snapped out of it and ran into the yellow lit hall.  It was night out and the 2nd floor balcony hallway gave a pretty good view out into the night.  He looked left and right and down below the railing… but they were alone.

“See!” Stephania yelled back over her green shining shoulder, “Just you and me Ben!” and she hopped a little further down the hallway.

He couldn’t help himself but grin as he watched her green butt bounce up and down the aisle. “What an idiot..” he thought.

“Hey I heard that…” he heard.

Just then the door to Room #1 flew open.  Stephania stopped hopping and turned to walk quickly to their room.  She ducked in the door just as someone emerged from Room 1.

It was Glen!

“Glen!” Ben2Times yelled.  “Hey man, we need to talk to you-“

Ben2Times stopped short as he saw the look in Glen’s eyes.  Glen was terrified.

“Glen? What happened?  Are you ok?” Ben2Times asked.

“H…hel…help me…”

Stephania ran back out of the room while pulling on her pants leg and grabbed Ben2Times.

“Do not touch him… don’t even get near…” she said.

“Why?” Ben2Times asked, “He needs help.  We need to help him-“

“No!” she replied, “He has the touch.”

“The touch?  What touch?”

Before she could answer a hand slowly emerged from the bottom of Room 1’s doorway.  It finger walked its way into the light and stopped short right at the wrist. It was half in the dark and half in the light, a weird disembodied hand doing that finger crawl thing you do when you finger walk toward something…hand2.gif

“Whose hand is that?” Ben2Times whispered to Stephania.

“I don’t know. How should I know something like that?” she replied.

Glen turned his head slowly in their direction and looked at them with those pleading eyes.  Then his eyes turned from pleading to angry and then to pure hate.

“Uh oh.”

“Let’s get outta here…”

Glen’s eyes went from brown to a metallic-looking black and started to stream a black shiny liquid. The black tears dripped onto his sweat-stained white shirt as his forehead and skin started to concave in.  His upper face and eyes melted into his head and then a big gaping hole was there.  Almost immediately, one huge white and yellow-lined eye as big as a dinner plate popped out into the place where his two eyes had been.

Stephania shrieked and Ben2Times grabbed her hand as they ran back into their room and locked the door. Before they could drag the bed over to block the doorway they heard his heavy shoes clomping down the hall. As they were pushing the dresser up to fortify the bed they heard a small tapping at the window.

“Do not look out that window.” Ben2Times said.

“I know,” said Stephania, “But what do we do now?”

“Well, let’s just calm down first.” Ben2Times said. “Since you kicked out the lock we’re gonna have to figure out a way to fix that, but while Glen’s out there just tapping we’re gonna try to ignore it and you’re gonna finish telling me the story I asked for.” He picked up her shirt and then laid it back on the chair. “From the beginning.”

“Ok, well, first take out the note, I’m going to explain the first part.” she said.

They stopped and listened for the tapping.

It wasn’t there anymore.

Then they heard it.  A drip.

Oh good, the faucet still works, Ben2Times thought.

“Yes, it does.” He heard in his head.  But it wasn’t Stephania, it was Glen.

“Crap.” Ben2Times thought, “Now he wants to talk.”

“Well, just ignore him,” Stephania said, “Go under your dome.”

“Okay, good idea.” Ben2Times said and pictured himself crawling under his dome. He secured the heavy opaque glass and didn’t hear a thing.

“Can you hear me?” Stephania called.

“Yep, clear as ice.” he replied.

“Good.”

“Wait.”

“Huh?”

“How’d you get in here?”

“Oh… well.”

“Wait, what’s that?”

“I don’t hear anything?”

“Listen”

“……”

“….an eye for an eye is all I can buy…”

Ah fuck.”

 

The End. )For now)o jason-x-janessa

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Yeah, well…. yes it’s summer… but it’s snow.

“The answer is simple. As long as Hitler didn’t directly and adversely affect them, the vast majority of Germans didn’t give a toss for anyone else but themselves. Certainly not the Jews.”

“Being that a rather high percentage of the population were addicted to pervetin ‘amphetamine’ would they care if they did know, empathy is strongly subdued by this drug

I think in some ways that the Nazi laws And policies, where not so different to the ‘Jim Crow laws’ in USA, ‘apartheid’ in South Africa,

Citizens in the two countries of example where happy with these laws as a whole and saw nothing wrong with them, nothing was wrong with seeing a black person beaten by police or civilians, nor with vigilante justice of lynching etc”

Some were some weren’t. There was a lot of brainwashing going on under the regime, brainwashing that desensitized people to human suffering

Knew about it? Almost certainly. It’s rather difficult to have millions

lined up at train stations

quick to “concern themselves only with their private lives and tended not to think about what was happening to”

– So yeah we just read about all this stuff in history and I know people are fundamentally or pretty close to dumb these days or always high, also grabbing for money like I see all the time. Anyway- now I had to watch this show from Msnbc for class where they try to understand the trump voters. And I have to make a report on it about understanding and agreeing to disagree and blah blah blah. I wonder if everybody had a better understanding of the large amount of citizens of Germany that supported Hitler when he was elected, like if they were better understood then things would have turned out different. I don’t think so, I think they woulda just had a better head start

get the fuck outta here america

get the fuck out

We do so many shitty things.  Lock people up for no reason, step over the homeless, grab everybodies pussies all the time, no wonder this newer shit of building walls, banning people, torture, hate- it’s all seeping in the cracks that we deep every year by turning the blind eye

what a shitty fucking country I live in

I really do hate this motherfucker

I do

sorry mom

 

I’m going to start saying more of what I think

Maybe it will make me feel better .

So there was another school shooting today, as usual.

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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

It’s fucked up, yes.  He obviously needed help and was mentally fucked up, you can tell from what the witnesses said he was acting, ”

Throughout the attack, the assailant didn’t yell or say anything, Bower said.
“He was completely silent, which was very creepy. Not even when he was shot (by police),” the student said.
So it was a sad day there, and oh stupid internet also made sure to say that he was brown
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I used to try to not talk about race too much but fuck that. Now that the KKK is in the office I’m going to point it out all the time and most of my friends are black or brown or all other races and I’m not going to be cool anymore.  Not that I was before anyways.
So what I’m saying is that I wonder if he were a white kid, would he have been fatally shot like that in less than a minute?  I just wonder…
The officer fatally shot the assailant, eliminating the risk to students, authorities said.

Dude had a knife, not a gun and

“Our officer was on scene in less than a minute, and he ended the situation in less than a minute.”

Pleaes for the love of god somebody eliminate my risk and end my situation.

but I’m going down in flames

And for those of you who say,”Oh no, o gee golly no! how in the world could this happen????”  You guys can go fuck yourself.  You know how it happens.

Take a regular guy
regular, right?
Add in a half the country telling him he’s a piece of shit
over and over again
then make the president say the same shit
now his brain says everyday when he wakes up “hey guy, you’re a piece of shit, and nobody likes you.  Everybody agrees- you suck.”

That’s how it happens you assholes.

Liquitex

 

It was all downhill after she pulled out the paint

(Later on my little sister said, “I thought downhill was easy …you roll. lolol)  I started program called Running Start where I get to go to the college and take classes to get me ready.  It is not so bad.  Today a lady from LIQUItex came in to talk to us about paints and paint mixing and putting the paint with the gels and taking the paint off the thing and acrilic verses spray paint and a lot of other things.  FOR TWO AND ONE HALF HOURS.  She talked.

About paint.

LIQUITEX.

I will ruin you. Oh fuck u fuck u liquitex. The first creative writing I wrote about it from my notes (since OUR TEACHER said we had to take notes and be intrested for more credit in the class)

 

“We take everything”

 

FEED THAT COW A MANGO LEAF

make it pee.

That is how you make indian yellow.

 

moo.

 

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moocow

 

YOU ONLY SOURCE SINGLE PIGMENTS

They appreciate it more

so not to mute

further from intense

 

 

Clear gesso

Black gesso

They gotta white gesso

Gray gesso

all the gessos you need

 

She has practical red lips.  Not too red.  An apron.  She looks like she curled her hair in three big curls in the front with a curling iron and didn’t come them out.  Brown and flat.  The teacher gave me a mini spray can of cadmium yellow.  It is full of lead they said.  Don’t get it on your hands its really bad to have lead and if you have some from twenty years ago it never goes out of your system just builds up so don’t be artsy with cadmium yellow.  The can is small like a mace and I said to my friend I would use it on any attacker. Oooooohhhhh I’m gonna give you cancer.  Eventually.  Well officer, he’s yellow.  Thats who.

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FUGITIVE COLORS vs. SAVORY COLORS

 

One time she accidently said Lubritex and nobody noticed.  There were so many gels and medium and heavy high quality, but my aunt said all really need is vaseline for wet and shiny or old mascara to mute it.

 

 

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“Excuse me while I shift into a different hue”

 

“color shifting”

Spray paint with acrilic

she wouldn’t answer if it worked on brick

or concrete. It is almost crack resistant

 

Afganastan aquamarine

we make all the afganastan ultra marines go home and google outside.

 

 

Please stop interacting with my light.

 

 

I told the girl sitting next to me that they spray painted they’re hands on the wall at the end of blair witch and she ignored me as usual.  After about an hour somebody asked how much the spray cans were and I really wanted to know too.  She said she wasn’t sure and not that good with prices, she would find out at the end.  She fucking knows.  She KNOWS.  Her apron says LIQUITEX.  What game is this?

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I thought about stealing some spray cans.  But I didn’t.  I stopped doing that. I can’t sleep if I do.  We had to stay till the end.  I really wanted to finish my new photoshop tutorial, it was getting fun.  And now I found out that we have to do the art all period indoors, with a group, no photoshop, during daytime.  Perfect. I like to draw outside, alone, at night.  Oh well.  At least I’m running start.

 

sincerely,

A savory color

lol

 

 

 

 

 

 

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