People/Chased
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| Poker Game | |
| Issues | |
| Night of Sex | |
| Clowns | |
| Gambling | |
| Reconciliation | |
| Humiliation | |
| Chased | |
| Periods | |
| Hotel Room | |
Kay’s running down a road. It’s a dirt road. She doesn’t know how she got here; she doesn’t know where it leads. It’s dark outside, about two in the morning.
She’s being chased by a car. Actually, it’s a Hummer. When she looks back she just sees its headlights; angry, determined. The engine revs every once in a while, but the vehicle never attempts to pass her and never attempt to run her over. She doesn’t know why she’s being chased, but she won’t veer off. Maybe she afraid of making her situation worse than it is now. At least on the road she may come across some help.
About 10 minutes pass and Kay is tired… lost… confused. The Hummer is gone. She doesn’t know when it disappeared or where it went. The glow of the headlights is still evident in the front, but there’s no sign of its source from behind. She stops to listen, but can only hear the soundscape of the night. When she decides to press on, she quickly comes to a crossroads. She looks at each path and felt more confused than before.
“What the Fuck?!?” She thought her voice sounded awkward and out of place since she hadn’t heard herself speak for nearly an hour now. The road splits off into 3 new choices. The road at her 10 o’clock resembles the one she’s been traveling on. It’s dirty, dusty, and crowded with foliage. The street in front of her looks slightly more developed; it’s still old and dirty, but remnants of pavement are concealed beneath all the gravel. At her 3 o’clock is a cement road. This is obviously the path to some sort of civilization, but it’s still dark as far as she can see.
The situation reminds Kay of a poem or fable with some sort of lesson to be had at the end. She figures the only way she’d know is if she took all three roads and then evaluated the outcome for some sort of all-encompassing moral. But as she thought about it more she realizes that perhaps the lesson is to turn back before life gets to complicated. Or maybe it’s as simple as ‘life will lead you to difficult choices.’
She couldn’t believe she caught herself thinking about this… but then she decides that the clichéd lessons from the past might help her in the future. On the one hand, the cement road seems too inviting. In every story she recalls, the character that takes the inviting road always regrets it in the end. She moves on to the next road, the dirt road. She thinks the dirt road could resemble the path she was just on. In the end it will just line her up with another set of choices… opportunities. She couldn’t decide if those choices would be better or worse, or even the same. She decides it doesn’t matter and moves onto the old paved road.
Before she has time to evaluate the road in front of her, Kay hears the Hummer and see’s the lights charging at her. She begins to run…
“KAY!!!”
Job wakes up flustered and confused.
