One-Shot: Darius’ Trip to the Grocery Store

A blinding whiteness filled his vision, raising his hand outward in front of his face, his senses  overwhelmed and and bleaching the world around him; eyes wincing in the bright glare of the sun. As Darius’ squinted his eyes, thrown from darkness into the blinding midday sun, they began to adjust he looked around him. Not recognizing his whereabouts or what happened to the forest he was just admiring. The soil, an unfamiliar hard black substance, he crouched with outstretched hand; it felt rough and rock like, he was surrounded by this black pool. As he looked around, spinning his head wildly in all directions there seemed to be an odd sort of shiny dome-like cart, lots them all around him. Behind him stood a building like nothing he had seen before, tan walls with giant columns outstretched in front of a strange see through wall, like a portal to another world. Atop the pillars the wall had some strange red symbols on it. Tilting his head wondering, what on earth are these strange red runes meant; S-A-F-E-W-A-Y.

A deafening noise, more terrifying than any war call he’d ever heard, causing him a fright like nothing before; he jumped like a rabbit into the air and his arms flailing about. It was one of those strange dome-like carts he that littered the land around him and a man’s head came out from the side. The head yelled at Darius,

“Get out of the fricking road you ass! Pick a side and get out of the way!”

“Sorry.” Replied Darius, taking steps towards the building in front of him. As the phantom head rescinded back into the cart and moved on without any horses.

Darius’ mouth was gaping in confusion, curious how a cart could move without horses. Darius hears voices approaching him from behind, he spun around and he saw three women walking towards him through the transparent portal. As the approached the portal it slid open in front of him; he wince and stepped back in a bit of fear, his hands slapping himself in his chest. The three women walked towards Darius holding bags and dressed slightly odd. As they approached, Darius’ belly let out a beast-like grumble that echoed. Wrapping his hands around his belly, a loud grumble echoed across the air, Darius decides that he needs to find nourishment soon. Forgetting that he was in an unfamiliar and strange world, much like his normal personality, he thought about how he might find food in this new world. As the women came closer he saw that their bags were full of food, he thought maybe they could help him. Darius pulls himself together and straightens his tunic, putting his hands into his trouser pockets, saunters over to the women.

As Darius got close enough to the the three, he pulled out his right hand from his pocket and positioning with bent elbow across his waist and bowing slightly in front of the women.

 

“What beautiful ladies we have here, I was wondering if you might by chance have any food to spare, I’m awfully hungry and have no idea what this strange land may be or where I might be?”

The women with a fright on their faces shifted their direction away from Darius and ignoring him and picking up the pace. They barely stood a shoulders’ height next to Darius, but they could walk very quick. They then began to exchange glances and whispers. As they continued walking away, Darius stood dumbfounded with a look of surprise on his face. He could hear them talking, “did you see what he was wearing?” said one, “he must be one of those homeless, vagabond, people.” said the second. “Did you smell him? I can’t believe how rank it was.” retorted the other.

Darius, raising his arm up, sniffed his armpit; not thinking that it smelled that bad.

As Darius stood there outside the building, still unsure why the women were so rude to him, decided that perhaps he could find more bags of food inside the building; like the women had. Once again, Darius adjusted his tunic, throwing his shoulders back he started walking towards the portal the women came out of. It whooshed open in front him, startling him again, he slowly reapproached the portal. Putting one foot out and using it to pull himself, dragging his other foot along the ground. His legs trembling, he thought to himself that he must get through the portal, food was waiting inside. Still wrought with anxiety and fear he jumped through the portal as it shut behind him. Breathing heavily he started to laugh, putting his hands on his hips, tossing his head back and closing his eyes; his laugh getting louder and louder. As Darius was congratulating himself he froze, noticing all the people inside the building, they were all staring at him, every one of them. His smile dropped from his face and his cheeks becoming slightly flush, he stood up straight and normal, coughing into his hand before turning and walking as quickly as he possibly could, away from the all the people and right back towards the portal. Expecting it to swoosh open again, Darius walked face-first into the see-through portal. Grasping his face with one hand and pushing on the portal with his other hand, Darius frantically trying to make it open again. As Darius begins to lose his control and begins to stress out, his anxiety and fear overwhelming him, he starts to yell at wall, “open!” He continues to yell, over and over, getting louder with passing moment.

Darius springs up, throwing his covers off, panting and drenched in sweat; putting his hand up to his head, cradling his forehead between thumb and index. He dragged his hand slowly away from his head, hands trembling he bites his lip, when Ariana sat up from the bed, clutching the blankets to her fair-skinned chest, the tips of her ears twitching. She leans closer to him, running her fingers through his soft brown hair, “is everything okay dear?” She looked at him, his eyes were wide and skin flushed white, she could see the the sweat covering his face. Darius, unchanging, he whispered to her, “it was so scary…” His voice cracking in the night air, it was such a horrible experience, I thought I was going to die.”

“It’s okay dear, it was just a dream, it wasn’t real.”

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About Hakarune

Trying live life on my terms now I love to travel and have been to a lot of the US, and want to see the whole world and learn every language I can.... I love humor and sarcasm and use them both all the time, to the point where some people hate me for it, but as they say "Like Father Like Son." My dad is awesome and I love him, I missed not having him around when I was growing up, but now I'm making up for lost time. My dad is like my best friend and is like me, just older and not as hansom. Though I've been called worse than him cause I don't filter what I say (at all) and I'm blunt, honest, and speak exactly what I think as well as am a sarcastic ass to the point of occasionally offending people without meaning to, but that's life. Live it and get over it, and make the best of what time you got, don't sweat the small things. View all posts by Hakarune

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