Dilmun
Eleven o’clock is pitch black. You’re walking a dog, but it’s too late at night. It can’t be the real reason you’re out, it really can’t. But you can’t remember why you’re there. You can’t remember anything.
No drugs in your system, but your vision is cloudy and your head is light. The dog leads you around the block faithfully, but you aren’t sure which house is yours or where the dog came from. It pulls hard against the leash and you follow it, unsure of where you’re going.
Dawn’s pallid head appears on the horizon and you can finally see in the growing light your destination. The dog sniffs at a piece of iron sticking out of the ground like a sign. You read the words:
CAUTION: due to the use of artificial air in our system, symptoms of lightheadedness, restlessness, blindness, deafness, memory loss or nausea may occur. Please use a gas mask when entering and exiting our facilities and leave quickly when you experience these symptoms.
Thank you for visiting Dilmun! We hope you’ll come again!
Author’s Note: For those of you who don’t know what Dilmun is, I suggest reading this short blurb about it. Everything else is pretty self-explanitory, though I have to say, it was interesting writing in second person. I like the effect. Thanks to http://twitter.com/storyprompt for the idea. This is post 327.
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