Ones and Twos Ch. 19 – the Final Chapter
The next day, Morty woke up and got dressed. His bandages were removed and he walked out to the main floor where the elevator was waiting. There were other people there, but he didn’t recognize anyone. They shuffled into the elevator which would descend to the bustling worker bees below. He looked at the marks on his wrist which had a Two, then a One surrounded by a box. He’d had some good times; maybe too good. Now he had to repay his debt to society and spend the rest of his next life as a worker. I wonder where they’ll put me, he thought. Wonder what job I’ll be doing. I always liked using my body, maybe they’ll give me some sort of manual labor position.
He stood in the elevator looking out at the Silver City across the sea of clouds. What a beautiful place it had been, with its winding streets and spiraling towers. He was sad to leave it behind, but he understood why. A girl stepped into the elevator next to him. She had bright blue eyes. He felt like he recognized her somehow. Maybe he’d met her on one of his travels.
“Excuse me, do I know you?” he asked her.
“I don’t know, my name’s Patty.”
“Patty, I’m Morty.” Patty? Wasn’t there something about a Patty? What was it? Something about a hole. Something about hope.
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I hope you’ve enjoyed this short story written by Zachary Turner. I’d love to hear your thoughts about it, feel free to comment on this post your thoughts and critiques. Thank you, Zach.