on his way to a train

on his way to a train
Originally uploaded by flapjax at midnite

THIS IMAGE MIGHT CAUSE ONE TO WONDER WHY THIS MAN IS IN A HURRY. IT MIGHT, AND THEN AGAIN, IT MIGHT NOT. ONLY THOSE WITH MORE THAN THE NORMAL AMOUNT OF CURIOSITY WILL REALLY GIVE A DAMN. PERHAPS HE NEEDS TO FIND A WC OR RESTROOM ASAP. PERHAPS NOT. WHATEVER, HE DID NOT LINGER LONG--HE IS ON HIS WAY. HE WANT OUT OF THE TOKYO METRO OR SUBWAY AS FAST AS HE CAN. NOW, I AM STARTING TO TELL THE STORY, SOMETHING I VOWED I WOULD NOT DO, DUE TO THE CURIOSITY FACTOR. IN A FEW SHORT MINUTES HE WILL EXIT INTO THE FRESH AIR OF THE LAST LIGHT OF DAY AND RUN LIKE HELL TO HIS APARTMENT BUILDING, A BUILDING NOBODY COULD FIND WITHOUT A DETAILED MAP. BUT ABE, LET'S ASSUME HIS NAME IS ABE, A FAIRLY COMMON NAME FOR A JAPANESE MALE. IF THERE WAS TIME, NOW WOULD BE THE TIME TO GET INTO FIRST NAMES OF JAPANESE MALES. BUT TIME IS RUNNING OUT. JUST AS ABE IS RUNNING TOWARD HIS SEMI-DELUXE 3RD STORY APARTMENT WITH A VIEW OF A SHUSHI SHOP AND AN ELDERLY WOMAN'S FOUR SQUARE FOOT OF SPACE SHE TENDS FOR BONSAI PLANTS. THE END OF THIS SHORT, SHORT STORY IS NEARING. AS ABE TURNS THE CORNER AND IS WITHIN FOUR FEET OF THE ENTRANCE TO HIS APT, HE IS SURPRISED TO FIND HIMSELF STARING INTO THE LARGE HEADLIGHTS OF A LOUD TRUCK RACING DOWN THE NARROW ALLEY. WITH A MOVE ABE LEARNED WHEN HE WAS SEVEN, HE ROTATED HIS BODY AND SLAMMED HIMSELF AGAINT THE CONCRETE BLOCKS OF HIS BLDG. AS THE UTILITY TRUCK PASSED, ABE HELD HIS BREATH. "THIS TOO WILL PASS" HE TOLD HIMSELF. AND IN THAT FROZEN MOMENT IN TIME, HE ASKED HIMSELF WHERE HE HAD LEARNED THAT THOUGHT. IT WAS NOT SOMETHING HE HAD LEARNED IN ZEN 101; IT WAS NOT PART OF HIS EXTENSIVE MATH COURSES. NO, HE REMEMBERED, IT WAS FROM A COMIC BOOK HE HAD PURCHASED FROM AN AMERICAN COLLECTOR WHO HAD BEEN GOING DOOR TO DOOR IN THE FALL OF 2007, A STRANGE SIGHT INDEED. ABE BROKE INTO A WIDE SMILE. THAT WAS FUNNY. HE REMEMBERED THE KID HAD RED HAIR AND SPOKE FLUENT JAPANESE. THAT WAS WHAT HAD INTRIQUED HIM. HE CHUCKLED. "WELL, I'LL BE DOGGONED," HE THOUGHT AS THE FUMES OF THE TRUCK'S EXHAUST TINGED HIS FACE. ONCE INSIDE THE CONFINES OF HIS APT, ABE CLICKED ONTO THE FOLLOWING WEBSITE:

ROOMFUL OF GHOSTS,

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