A Man … From Earth

A Man … From Earth

“Yea, of course I remember. I remember like it was yesterday. I mean, come on man, it’s not every day that you watch some guy disappear before your eyes.”

“Yes, that’s good, but what do you remember? Exactly?”

“I was just walking down the street, and there was this kid. Well, I guess I’m not sure if he was a kid; it was hard to tell.”

“So, you don’t remember every little detail, now do you?”

“Come on, man. Do you want my help or what? You called me. Remember?”

“Of course. I’m so very sorry. Please continue. Please try to be as detailed as possible.”

“Okay. Thank you. It’s like I was saying. I was just walking down the street, you know, leaving work …”

“Where do you work?”

“At the Q, P&R factory.”

“Where is the factory located?”

“Downtown. The far side of the inlet.”

“Please continue.”

“So, yea. Okay, so, I came out the backdoor of the factory and walked along side the building toward the inlet. I like to walk along the water because, you know, it’s hard to come by and whatnot. So, there I was, and I thought I’d just take a little break and sit or something cause I’m tired and going home didn’t sound all that exciting.”

“Sure.”

“And then, on the Sprouts Bridge, I see this guy just walking along. You know, there’s nothing strange about a guy walking, and it’s not like I’d never seen another guy walking before. So, but then he was looking a little, uh, like concerned, you know?”

“Sure.”

“Like, he was looking all worried and maybe like he was up to no good or like running from someone or something.”

“Yes, okay.”

“So, I started to walk to the bridge to get a better look at him and to see if there was anyone following him.”

“What time of day was this?”

“I mean, I just got off work, so I guess it was like five in the morning or so. I don’t really hang out at work, so it must’ve been like right after five, maybe like five fifteen or so.”

“Was the sun out?”

“Yea, but just barely. I mean, it wasn’t dark, but you know how it is around here. When was the last time you saw a sunny day?”

“Five AM then?”

“Yea, sure.”

“Great. Please, continue.”

“So, I’m walking to the bridge now, and there’s no one around, so I’m just thinking maybe this guy’s just tweakin’ or something. No biggie. But then, when he got to the like the middle of the bridge, he stood and looked over, you know, with that like look, like he’s gonna jump.”

“Sure.”

“So, I’m like, I don’t know what to do, so I just kind of start to walk away. I mean, I don’t really want to get involved with that sort of shit and nonsense.”

“Sure.”

“So, I decide that I’ll just turn around and start walking back home.”

“Sure.”

“But then, everything started to get all bright and like colorful, like I was inside a rainbow or something, you know?”

“No, I don’t know, but please continue.”

“So, I turn around to check on the guy, and he’s like standing there like he’s going to jump and there’s all this swirling rainbow shit nonsense all over the place, and I’m like trying to figure out where all this light and shit’s coming from, but I can’t figure it out.”

“Sure.”

“And then, there’s like this crack, sort of like lightning or something but like louder, and then the guy’s got his arms up to the sky and then everything like turned upside down or something, and then when it all turned right again, I saw the guy. He was looking at me! So, I sort of like waved or something, and then he just vanished. Poof.”

“Have you ever seen anything like this before?”

“What? Are you shitting me, man? Have I ever watched the world like go all crazy and then see a man disappear? No fucking way, man. I mean, have you?”

“What did you do after all of this?”

“Well, I mean, that’s when it gets all foggy. I don’t really remember how I got home, but like later that night, a friend of mine’s all banging on my door cause I’m like late for work and shit.”

“I see.”

“It’s possible, then, that none of this really happened, yes?”

“I mean, it’s possible. I guess. But, man, I know what I saw. Like I saw it all happen with my own two eyes.”

“None of this seems unreasonable to you?”

“What do you mean by unreasonable?”

“You believe what you saw and believe that what you saw is actually possible?”

“Well, I mean, I don’t know about all that and whatnot, but yea, I mean, I know what I saw, and I believe the shit I see. I mean, I saw it all happen.”

“Sure. Perhaps, just imagine for a minute that none of that happened? How are there no other people who saw what you saw that day?”

“I mean, it was early, and the factory’s not exactly in the middle of town. There’s not much else out there, you know?”

“Let’s just say the event did not happen. What would you say then?”

“Uh. I mean. I guess I’d just have to think that I had a crazy-ass dream, you know?”

“You tell other people, many other people, otherwise, however.”

“Yea, I gotta tell everyone who will listen?”

“Why is that?”

“Because it was just so crazy, man!”

“Can you explain the ‘rainbow-effect,’ as you put it, one more time, please?”

“Yea. Like, I was standing there, like watching the guy, and all the sky and world around me looked like all colored but with the wrong colors, like I was looking through a rainbow.”

“Have you ever seen a rainbow?”

“No. No one has, but I know what a rainbow is.”

“Do you know how they form?”

“Yea, it’s like when the sun shines through the rain when it rains, and the light’s all colorful through the water or something, right?”

“Sure.”

“So, yea, it was like that but all over, not just like over there in one stripe like in the pictures, you know?”

“Sure. Then what happened?”

“I told you, man. Everything got all cold and dark again and like the world turned upside down.”

“How is that possible?”

“I don’t know, man. I thought that’s why I’m here. I thought you wanted to hear my story cause you would like explain all this shit to me, you know?”

“Sure.”

“So, like, is that what you’re going to do? Like, I told you what happened, and you’ll tell me what it all means.”

“No one can tell you what anything means.”

“What? What the hell’s that supposed to mean. Why the fuck am I here, then?”

“You’re here because someone heard your story.”

“Yea, everyone, man. I tell everyone.”

“Why?”

“Cause it’s crazy man!”

“It’s unbelievable?”

“No, I believe it.”

“Do other people believe it?”

“Sometimes. But sometimes people just look at me like I’m the crazy one.”

“Are you?”

“No way, man. I’m not crazy. I’m like the opposite of crazy, just all straight-laced, and I go to work, and I pay my bills, and I just don’t do like crazy shit, you know?”

“Sure.”

“So, is there anything else you like need? I feel like I’ve told you everything I know.”

“Yes. You’re doing a great job. Please explain, one more time, the disappearance.”

“Oh, come on man, I’ve told you like ten times already.”

“ … ”

“Ah, fine. He was standing on the bridge, and then there was like this loud crack or something, and then he just disappeared.”

“A loud crack or something? What’s the something?”

“I do not know.”

“Sure.”

“It was like, I don’t know how else to explain it except it was like maybe when something breaks? You know, that sound, like that but really loud.”

“Sure. And then what happened?”

“Goddammit! He. Was. There. And. Then. He. Wasn’t.”

“Yes, but what did it look like? Was it fast or slow or something else?”

“Gah. It was like he was there, and then he was gone. Just, poof!”

“Did the disappearance occur at the same time as the loud ‘crack’?”

“No.”

“Which came first?”

“The loud noise.”

“How does all of this make you feel?”

“Well, right now, it all makes me feel annoyed as shit, cause I’ve like told you this same thing like a hundred times, and you keep asking me the same fucking questions. So, I guess I just don’t know how I feel about all of this. It’s just getting old.”

“No. How did the event make you feel?”

“Oh, I mean; I guess it makes me feel like wow, you know?”

“Sure. Anything else?”

“Well, like, I guess I’m not so sure about whatever it was that happened or something. Like, you’re all making me feel like I’m crazy. But I’m not crazy. I know what I saw!”

“Sure. How does knowing that you saw what you saw make you feel about seeing what it was that you saw?”

“Come on, man. What?”

“If someone else told you this story, what would you think?”

“Oh shit. I mean, yea, I guess I would totally think that person was crazy as shit, you know?”

“Sure.”

“And I don’t know if I’d believe them either, you know?”

“Sure.”

“But I did see it, so I guess now, if someone else said some story to me like this, I’d have to believe them.”

“Great. Come this way.”