END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

Comments

[hate_gettin_older]

"Tell me that one later, maybe?"

If there's a later.

[ossie_oswald]

"Of course," he agrees, "and thank you for listening. You were a wonderful audience."

There has to be a later; when else will he get to tell the other tale, after all?