Lost and Found.

Then, around the corner, appeared a man. He had fierce, compassionate, glowing green eyes, and shoulder length vivid red hair, and the starting of a beard. He was beautiful. He smiled, joyous as was I at finding another human. We ran to each other, and collided in the middle of a kitchen display, hugging each other like long-lost friends, although we had just met. We stayed there, clinging, perhaps out of joy, perhaps so neither of us would disappear, like a mirage of an oasis as a lost desert traveller sees before he dies. We clung, our heads resting on each other’s shoulders, crying tears of joy.

“What is your name?” I managed to ask.

“Thomas,” he responded, “and yours?”

“I have forgotten,” I said, laughing slightly.

“I shall call you Fernando, then, I think. Yes, you look like a Fernando.”

I laughed and held tighter to him. He leaned back and looked into my eyes. I looked into his. We stared into each others eyes. I began to lose myself in the sea of green surrounding his pupils, that vibrant, vivid green. Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and without warning, kissed me. I kissed him back. We stayed this way for a moment, and when we pulled apart, the world around us had changed. It remained the same, but it changed. No longer were the loveseats lacking love, the beds bereft, the bookshelves boring, the kitchens dull and empty. They were exactly the same as before, but the misery of them was now shared between Thomas and I, and that made all the difference.

 

We wandered through the labyrinth, and eventually found a small cafeteria, well-stocked with cheap, tasteless food, and working taps for water. We have lived in this corner of this warehouse by the cafeteria for a while now. We have been here together, in a miserable world of material, but happy to be with each other, for a long time, perhaps a year or more. We have run out of food, but a door has appeared, a large, automatic door of metal and glass, with large blue lettering above - EXIT. Beyond the glass is darkness, night-time perhaps, or perhaps nothing, we do not know. It is an exit into the unknown beyond, and today we shall go through it. Hand in hand, together, we shall face the unknown that lies past this inhuman world, bonded together by the most human thing of all: pure, beautiful, essential love.

FIN

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