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Road_Trip - a short science fiction story

[In two hundred yards, at the intersection, turn left]

“She has a sexy voice,” said Kyle, nodding towards the GPS. “Do you think they based her on a real woman?”

Vincent shook his head. “Probably like those premium phone lines. Just an old woman knitting while she’s talking dirty.”

[Turn left]

“No way is that a grandmother’s voice.”

Vincent laughed as he made the turn. “I can switch a male voice on instead, if you like.”

“No way. Leave it alone.”

“Ok.”

[In one mile turn right]

“You sure we’re heading in the right direction? We seem to be heading into the middle of nowhere here.”

“Relax,” said Vincent. “I checked the location before we set off. He must live out on a farm or cabin-in-the-woods or something.”

“And you’re sure we’ll get work out of this?”

“Yes, I told you. Stop worrying.”

“Easy for you to say. I have an ex-wife and two kids to support.”

[Turn right]

Vincent frowned. “I thought Carly had a new man in her life.”

“Yeah, she has, but he’s a bit of a lowlife. I still have to make support payments.”

[Continue for three miles on Route 412]

“Do you see the kids much?”

“Nope. They don’t want to see me,” explained Kyle, “you know how bad things were when we broke up. I went a bit crazy with the booze and had a few run-ins with Carly. The kids saw me at my lowest point and they’ve never gotten over it.”

“Why do you keep paying then?”

Kyle shrugged. “They’re still my kids. Who knows, maybe one day they’ll come round.”

[In five hundred yards take the exit]

“You’re a better man than me, Kyle. I’m glad I never married.”

“I don’t have any regrets,” he said. “This is just my life. I accept it.”

[Take the exit]

“Anyway,” said Kyle, “what about your life? It’s no better than mine.”

“Don’t I know it. We just aren’t the lucky ones, Kyle. I see these movie actors living the high life and I ask myself, ‘why them and not me?’ The answer’s easy: they got lucky.”

“And they can act!”

Vincent laughed again. “You know what I mean. You’re right when you say that this is our life. We struggle to make ends meet. We have a meagre existence. Then we die.”

[Keep left, then in two hundred yards, turn left]

“So what should we do?”

“We should go to see Mr Wachowski and try to get this job. It will keep food on the table for a few more weeks. And then we’ll find another job.”

[Turn left]

“We could just keep driving.”

“What do you mean?”

[In three hundred yards turn right]

“I mean just keep driving,” said Kyle. “Just go where the road takes us. Have an adventure for the first time in our life.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

[Turn right]

Vincent turned the car onto a single track leading up a hill into woodland.

[Continue for two miles]

“An adventure. It is an interesting idea,” said Vincent. “I wish I had the guts to take a chance.” He sighed. “I don’t.”

“So we just keep living the same unfulfilling life until we die?”

“I guess so.”

[In three hundred yards turn right]

Kyle peered into the gloomy darkness interspersed with trees. “You’re sure we’re going the right way.”

“Yes. She knows the way.”

[Turn right]

Vincent negotiated the turn onto a dirt track. A hundred yards ahead, between the trees, a blue circle of light straddled the road. He slammed on the brakes.

[Continue straight ahead…through the portal]

“What the … ?” exclaimed Vincent.

Kyle started. “What is that?”

“I don’t know, but I think we should get out of here.” He slammed the car into reverse.

[Continue into the portal. Please!]

Kyle reached out to touch Vincent’s arm. “Hold on a second. What did she say?”

[Continue into the portal. Please!]

“Vincent, did you hear that?”

“Yes,” he replied, “and I’m ignoring it. We’re getting out of here.”

“Hold on. We don’t know what we have here.”

“Don’t know what we have?” snarled Vincent, “we have an alien abduction scenario, right here. You might want to be probed, Kyle, but I don’t.” He turned to look over his shoulder and pulled the car away backwards.

[Vincent, please don’t]

Vincent stopped and turned back towards the light. “Did she just say my name?”

“Yes.”

[Vincent, please trust us. Continue straight ahead]

“Who are you?”

[We are…others. Not human, but like human. Come and meet us. We have a place that will be a wonder to you. A place where you will truly belong]

“How …?”

[How do you know this isn’t a trap? You don’t. I tell you this is not a trap. I tell you this is an invitation. I tell you this is a chance for you and Kyle to have the life you have dreamed about. I tell you this is your destiny. You are meant to have more than this meagre life]

“Listen to her, Vincent.”

“Listen? Listen? This could all be lies. This could be a trap! She will tell us anything to get us to drive into that light.”

“And what if it’s the truth?”

[Vincent. Kyle. Please continue forward into the portal. It cannot be sustained for much longer]

Kyle slapped him on the arm. “Hear that? This may be our only chance,” he said, “this is what we talked about…an adventure. We have nothing here on Earth, you said so yourself. Let’s take a chance.”

“You want to do this? Not knowing where it will lead - whether or not we will be killed - you want to take that chance?”

Kyle nodded. “Yes. I really do.”

“Ok, then. Who am I to fight destiny?” Vincent gunned the engine and accelerated forward into the circle of blue light. There was a brief flash, then the light began to dissipate.

[You have arrived at your destination]

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