Waiting Room, part 2
Posted in fiction on September 30th, 2008 by stanmanxHe was sure that he dozed, but nothing in the room had changed to indicate the passage of time. He closed his eyes again, but no longer felt the gentle tug of unconsciousness.
There was a whoosh as a panel slid open across from him. He jumped out of his seat and ran the three strides to the opposite wall. The woman’s face appeard. “Someone will be with you shortly,” she said, then slammed the window.
“Wait!” He reached the wall and started pounding on it. “Come back! Just give me a time!” After kicking the wall, he turned and picked up his chair and flung it, with a yell.
There was no response. He picked up the chair and set it next to where he thought he remembered the window being.
He leaned forward and let his face fall into his hands. “Or at least let me go home.”
A panel opened in the middle of the floor and the room began to fill with water.