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English Slacker chapter thirty-four
By chrismorton
21 July 2008
This is the first chapter from section V

I woke up on the beach. It was dark, like black. I rolled over and looked at my watch and it said, one o’clock. I could hear the sound of wind and of the sea. To my left four robots were standing there, like towering over me.

In my memory I can still see them now if I close my eyes and remember. The same robots as the ones in the cartoon that the girl Jessica had been watching: Except that seeing them in real life, they were a lot more, authentic I guess. All really big, about eight or nine foot tall and all very much… built: Obviously really strong and that, with their big square robot muscles.

As in the cartoon there was a red one, a blue one, a green one and a yellow one. But the colours… they weren’t totally covered in colour ‘cause there were silver parts too around their joints, and their eyes were all the same: black, big but slanted, kinda oval shaped, like stuck on their heads diagonally sort of thing.

The red one said, in a booming robot voice, “We need your help,” and then, “You’re coming with us,” and I sort of said, “Okay,” and then got up.

Although I said, “Okay,” the feeling of speaking was like, I could hear myself speaking but it didn’t feel as if I was making myself say it. It was just words coming out of my mouth.

I got to my feet, not especially scared for some reason; actually quite calm. And they turned around in synchronisation and started walking into the blackness and I was trundling along behind them, not really feeling the need to argue: They weren’t using the path and I had no idea as to where they were taking me.

As I think back now I can almost feel myself stumbling over the terrain of gravely, rocky ground, looking out for the odd gorse bush or rock to step over or around. And I can even feel the sweat running down my face as I struggle to keep up.

Anyway, it wasn’t too long before I noticed that the girl from Price-Savers was walking along next to me, her red hair flowing behind her in the wind (yeah, it was almost like cartoon hair or something).

I turned to look at her face and I remember that I wanted and tried to meet her eyes but she was just staring right ahead. So I started to think of something to say to her, maybe ask what the fuck was going on and how she’d got there and where we were being taken when I suddenly noticed that she was naked, like completely.

Then I looked down at my own body and realised that I was naked too.  

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Written by bluecity (432 comments posted) 27th July 2008
A nice dream sequence! Good linkage with the television programme earlier that afternoon, but I do wonder if mc would remember the name of the drug dealer's little girl so clearly. 
 
Liked your descriptions of the robots and of the gorse bushes. They flesh out the story and these are the sort of details people remember in dreams. 
 
Rosemary 
 

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