[Facebook] Ask me Something

I’m not really happy with the way this one came out, but that’s what you get for 30 minutes, and when you write the ending line first. Anyways, it’s time to try and get a reasonable amount of sleep.

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Status: i’m super bored so ask me something

Who are you?

It had been a few hours since I found her sitting at the table, after which I took the chair across from her, after which I sat, sizing her up, trying to categorize her as friend or foe. All this before trying to just ask: you couldn’t be too cautious here.

No answer. Not even a visible or audible response of any sort: her eyes refuse to track me as I shift my weight.

Hello?

I wave my hand to catch her attention, the one that isn’t occupied with clutching my katana. I picked it up a few days ago, or what felt like a few days: it was hard to tell when it was always dark, and there weren’t any clocks to consult. It wasn’t like I was a good swordsman, but the shotgun was out of rounds, and I had done a bit of fencing. Plus, it got me through some troubles, which was the true test of a weapon.

Dropping my hand, I permit a quick sigh and look around: no monsters from the dark trying to sneak up on me while I try to find if this one is friend or foe. True, I hadn’t met any friends yet in the void, but one never knows. Laying my hand on the table, I drum my fingers.

Her head snaps up, suddenly meeting my gaze.

I freeze, waiting for a manical lunge or for any portention of an impending attack. It was a hard place, the void. Always had to be on your guard.

… Hello?

No response.

I give a small tap with my pinky.

She breaks her gaze away, towards my hand.

Well then.

I tap out …. . ._.. ._.. ___.

She widens her eyes, as if she recognizes the message within.

I’m not surprised she only understands morse code: strange things have happened in this godless void. And god knows I’ve had enough time to encounter them…

I taps out a query: are you a friend?

She smiles, and then opens her mouth:

Of course.

I immediately know the voice. Of course she would be here: she had been the only one with enough power to bind me into this void. The only one with enough sway over his world. In retrospect, it should have been clear. Of course she was her. She was

No more questions. I challenge you to battle.