Why Me?
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Gordon Twist gets a surprise note from a man who dies in front of him. No warning or explanation given. Who was this man? Who did he think Gordon was? And what does this note mean?
Gordon is stuck in a nightmare. People want to protect him, but is that for his own good or theirs?
"Why Me?" was originally written for and entered into the Open Novella Contest on Wattpad in 2021, reaching the Longlist.
Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
Geoffrey was born and raised near Manchester, England. He now lives in Staffordshire, England with his wife and children. Geoff has a passion for computers and technology and works in the IT industry. After years of writing stories but not publishing them, Geoff started a blog in 2011 where he has published a number of short stories. His first published book, The Red Men, is based on a life event where Geoff nearly died in 1978, the story of which was originally published on his blog.
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Why Me? - Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
Why Me?
Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
The Deaf Duck Press
Copyright © 2024 Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
Why Me?
By Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
Wattpad Edition | Copyright © 2021 | Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
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Google Play Edition | Copyright © 2024 | Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
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Cover Design by Geoffrey G. N. Harrison using a mixture of tools including Canva & GIMP.
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Design work on images in each part by Geoffrey G. N. Harrison
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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
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Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Preface
1. The Note
2. The Friend
3. The Photograph
4. The Message
5. The Theory
6. The Surprise
7. The Museum
8. The Reunion
9. The Nightmare
10. The Betrayer
11. The Dream
12. The Glitch
13. The Angel
14. The Video
15. The Endgame?
Preface
This story was originally written as an entry into the Open Novella Contest (ONC) on Wattpad in 2021.
The story was based on the following prompt:
49: ’Your safety is of utmost importance to us’ is displayed on the handwritten parchment letter thrown in your hands previously. ‘Yeah, sure, except there is someone that just died a few minutes ago!’
This prompt was listed under the Horror category, but this story leans more towards sci-fi.
For the ONC, there are three initial judging rounds in the contest with word limits to reach. These are:
Once the manuscript is submitted for the third round, the story is expected to be complete. Judging then continues with selections for the Long List and Short List, then Winners are announced.
Unfortunately, I didn’t win. However, Why Me?, passed through each of the word count stages and reached the Long List for this contest, which made me very happy.
1. The Note
Rain. I hate rain. Unfortunately, that is all it ever does here now. Since many of the world’s governments agreed to spray the atmosphere with some chemical crap to make the greenhouse gasses dissipate, it has rained for the last four and a half months straight. They say it will pass, but at the moment I doubt it. The original estimate was just a month of rain, but we are well past that now. Some days it is little more than drizzle. Mostly though, it ranges from a light downpour to a heavy torrent.
It wouldn’t be too bad, if the rain was safe. It isn’t. Usually, a moment or two in the rain is not bad, your clothes may sizzle a little. On some days, more than five minutes in the rain and you could end up with a minor burn or two. However, on heavy rain days if you spend more than twenty minutes outside, they will definitely be picking up your charred corpse from the pavement.
My friend Samar thinks it is all part of a conspiracy instigated by ‘The Feds’, as he calls them. Allegedly, ‘they’ were all running out of money so ‘they’ caused all this dangerous rain so that ‘they’ can tax the heck out of umbrella and waterproof retailers, and other products aimed at helping you to keep dry or just safe from injury from the rain. I’d be inclined to believe him if the rain protection being sold actually worked longer than two or three outings.
Standing under the bus shelter waiting for my bus home, almost crowded out by too many under too small a space, I stared out at the puddles. It was a light downpour day. This morning I’d showered in BurnStop, a new product you can buy online, so the likelihood of injury was greatly reduced. It had probably worn off by now, I have no idea how long it should last, so there was no way I was standing in the rain.
An elderly gentleman stumbled along the street. He tripped a couple of times, his bare hand landing in a small puddle. You could hear the sizzle for each raindrop. He was dishevelled, and there were holes burned in his clothes. The rain had been taking its toll; you could see sores developing through the holes.
He stood up and ran his hand through his scraggly, grey hair. Again, there was a sizzle as the rain water ran over his scalp. I started to feel sorry for him, but I didn’t want to leave the protection of the shelter. However, I couldn’t stop looking his way.
The old guy stumbled again as he stepped forward, but he didn’t fall this time. We locked eyes; I immediately regretted it. He had this worrying look of recognition. When he pointed my way, my heart began to race. This was one of ‘the burned’, a new underclass of people who were unfortunate, homeless vagrants. They took shelter where they could, but were often moved on by the autocops. Robotic police have no emotions, they have no compunction about moving people out of their temporary shelters.
‘Gor-,’ he spluttered, still pointing at me. He swallowed hard and blinked a few times. ‘Gordon Twist!’ he yelled.
I wanted to die. Everyone else in the bus shelter just turned to me with complete terror on their faces. Even behind their masks, the wide, staring eyes told me I was the object of their fear. They parted like I was infected with a deadly disease. I, like everyone else, was wearing my re-breather. My last virus check proved I was clean, as did my green health band on my wrist. I was no threat to these people.
A burly woman to my left grabbed my arm and flung me out of the shelter. She was so quick I had no time to react. Now I was standing out in the rain in the middle of the road, with this weird old guy stumbling towards me.