#OngoingAdventure: Guitars?
Chosen: see if the neighbours are home
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Headache still pounding out a rhythm at the base of your skull, you decide to see if your neighbours are home yet. You don’t know them too well but honestly, at this point, you just need a reality check.
Or to check if the outside world is still your actual neighbourhood. If this is dream, you’re just as likely to open the door and then step out into some random city in Australia, or something, right?
All you know is that you need answers and the answers aren’t coming from inside your place.
You open the door.
Solid ground. Cool. Your potted plant that died because it had too much sun still sat beside your door, making you feel guilty about not having disposed of it already. The bee tattoo on your inner wrist tingles, but doesn’t hurt.
You stumble out and onto the driveaway and try to knock on your neighbour’s door to see if they’re home. To see if maybe they also got this weird envelope.
They aren’t.
But someone entirely new, about three houses down, was standing on her balcony playing her guitar. She was playing something vaguely similar but as you stood there listening, you really couldn’t place it. Your bee tattoo started to get quite ticklish — you giggle out loud.
“Hey you”, she said, “is something wrong?”
Options?
👉 Talk to this stranger who you’re pretty sure never lived here before today.
👉 Yell back, “YES, BEES!!!”
