Short Story

What’s In The Water These Days – Short Story

“You don’t understand what I’m saying, you can’t! Don’t you see, you’re one of them as well. Just like the rest,” Trevor yells as he presses himself against the door.

“You’re sick son, stop this insane babbling and let me in before anyone else has to get hurt!”

“Stop lying! You’re the one who is sick, you all are! I’ve seen through its lies, I’ve seen the hold it has over you all. See with my eyes and break free like I have, join me as I free the world!”

“Ain’t no one controlling everyone Trevor, it’s just your mind playing tricks on you. Think about it for a moment, I mean really think about it. Then when you’ve done that, tell me again how rational your crazy story sounds.”

Trevor grits his teeth and clenches his hands into tightly bound fists, letting out a scream of agony. “Don’t make it be like THIS! Don’t make me STOP you like I did the rest.”

“Stop is a choice word son, you killed those kids without reason or rhyme. You just started firing like a lunatic into the crowd, making a mockery of the badge you wear. Shit Trevor you made us all look like fools. So do yourself a favour, put the guns down and open the door. I promise I’ll do everything I can to get you the best hel….”

“NO! IT’S TOO LATE! I’m dead the moment I open this door. So no Donovan, I won’t open the door.”

Suddenly a melody starts playing from somewhere in the room, causing Trevor to breakout in a cold sweat, he searching the room with his eyes, fear etched across his face.

“You should answer it son, you’ll feel better once you do,” Donovan says from the other side of the door.

“NO! I WON’T!” He screams as the music continues to play.

“You don’t have a choice son, answer the phone and join us or die,” Donovan says as the music gets louder and louder. “Join us or die,” Donovan says again.

Trevor cover his ears with his hands and squeezes them tightly in place while he screams in agony, as the phone continues to play its rhythmic melody like a siren calling to a sailor on the high-seas.

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