Dead? Dead? I am dead? Why am I moving? Don't you stop moving when you are dead? I am moving.
As they stepped out of the grey area, the milky girl snapped out of her trance to gaze in wonder at her surroundings.
All around her, like a forest of aluminum, was hundreds and hundreds of great huge metal pillars. She looked up, and gave a whimper of fright to see that as far as her eyes could look in every direction, the buildings didn't end. They went up beyond a layer of smoky grey clouds, and across light grey asphalt and into infinity. Hundreds upon hundreds of dark curtained windows glinted in the omniscient white glow, following her movements like a cat stalking it's prey.
It made her feel very small.
If they are so big, then I must be very tiny. I hope they do not fall.
"Um… Other one?" she continued walking, a bit faster actually, pointing to a random building.
"I have a question."
The boy ahead of her made the tired sound.
"The name's Rice. What is it this time?"
She paused, puzzled by the new word.
"Oh… Rice. What are the big shiny things? My thinking is telling me that they are sky-scrapers. But they are not moving. How can they scrape the sky?"
Again, the tired sound. He is doing that too often. Maybe he will fall asleep soon?
What is a sleep? I had better not ask. He is going to be it soon. I do not think he will like being something else. I am not sure I would like being a sleep, either. I think it might be dark. What is da-"
Rice spoke again, interrupting her thoughts.
"They don't scrape the sky, pasty. They're just called that because they're tall."
"Oh."
That makes sense. But where is it? They are so big, and there are so many of them. If they are making sense, there should be a lot of it.
She smiled.
I must think well, if the buildings make so much sense.
She was just in the middle of congratulating herself for her wonderful thinking, when Rice suddenly stopped walking. She bumped into his back, and blushed under the annoyed look that the smaller one shot at her. He glared at her for a moment, then stopped and rolled his eyes.
"We're here."
She looked around again, then sent a concerned look towards Rice.
"We have been here for awhile, Rice. Do you need to spew the slimy stuff? I had to do that when I was confused."
She screwed up her face at the memory.
"It felt bad."
Now his face looks funny. Can I do that too?
She stopped when he asked if she needed to go to the bathroom.
"Anyhow, we're here." He repeated. "Whatever you do, be polite. Don't ask too may questions. And please, please, please don't mention the system."
The system?
She nodded, confused.
"You know how there isn't any people around?" Rice asked.
Once again, the pale girl took in her surroundings.
Come to think of it, we do seem to be the only dead around.
It was true; there was no signs of life around. To be accurate, there was no sign of death around. Nobody else walked the streets, no ghosts, no spirits. Only endless grey asphalt and never-ending buildings, cut off at the top by layers of chalky smog. She shivered. Being small was one thing, but being small and alone was something else entirely. It was cold and quiet, and not at all comforting.
She nodded awkwardly in response.
"Well, that's because the boss loves organization. The artists, the sculptors, politicians, homeless… all alphabetized and shelved away. Everything in it's proper place and all that. Do not screw up her system."
Another uncertain nod.
"Good."
He turned away, and walked up to yet another anonymous silver building. No, not completely anonymous. Just over the glass-paned doors, embellished in a jet-black typist font, were the simple words,
"Move On Always".
She swallowed apprehensively, suddenly very nervous about who she was about to meet.
I am going to meet The Boss. The organizer. The person in charge.
Whoever that is.
Her thoughts were cut off by an impatient grunt from Rice.
He stood in the doorway, waiting for her to enter.
"Hurry up, newbie. The Boss doesn't like to be knocked off schedule."
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Sorry this one was so short! And I promise, things will get more interesting in the next chapter. (It's gonna be really short, but the one after will be much longer.)
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