Very Short Stories

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Very Short Stories

The Wrong Step
Awkward Games
Monsters in the Cellar
The Inner Abyss
A Fatal Mistake
Consequences оf Carelessness
A Dire Strait
Catastrophe
A Telegram

You dream that you get out of your bed, you leave the room, descend the stairs, open the front door, and go out into the street.
Outside it is night lit by the moon. Under the transparent shadows of the trees, strangely beautiful women pass. They gesture for you to come somewhere with them. You travel in empty city buses, then you get on a train, you cross some unbelievably green rivers, you hear music in a park. The women kiss you, take you to an unusual house full of statues, you run with them up some great staircase.
It is all too much for just one night. You return home, open the door, climb the stairs, enter your room. But there, in your bed, someone else lies. You look: it is you, that is, someone very much like you.
How could it have happened? Could it be that some other dream entered yours? Has it doubled? Or have you gone off on a spur of a dream? Or have you made a mistake on the way back? But at what point could it have happened?
You try again: the door, the stairs, the room. The stranger is still here. He lies as though in his own bed, dreaming perhaps another dream, and he has no intention of disappearing. You try once again, and still again. In vain. You stand before the entrance in despair.
Soon it will be dawn, and the one upstairs will awaken in your bed, with your face, and it will all be over.

2018-08-21T17:23:51+00:00 October 1st, 2000|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 17|0 Comments