The Noise in the City (standard:fantasy, 901 words)
Author: Iwakurasan	Added: Apr 19 2004	Views/Reads: 2944/1892	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A short bit of strangeness

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see it in his eyes. 

"I don't hear anything," I said bitterly. 

"Of course you can," he said. "If you only listen right, you can hear
it." 

"All I can hear is that music," I said. 

"Of course," he said. He'd been leaning against the club's doorway, but
now he moved away from it and started to go down the street. "Just 
listen. You'll get it." 

He kept walking for a moment, and then he stopped. He looked back at me,
and his eyes were sad for a moment. I mean really sad, like the kind of 
sadness you'd expect to see from someone who'd just seen their mother 
die, or something. 

"I don't know," he said quietly. "Maybe you shouldn't. But it'll always
be there. If you want to hear it. You just have to be careful." 

"Huh?" 

He wasn't going to answer that, though. He just kept walking, and I
don't know where he went. I don't know why he was there, or what he was 
trying to tell me. 

I listened to the music, but I didn't hear anything. I'm scared to
listen to it now, more scared than I ever was before. Just like I was 
scared to look at a cat's eyes when I was younger. 

So. I'm walking now. I'm listening to that hardcore techno from the
clubs. I don't know what it means. And it scares me more than anything. 
I can't say how much I'm scared of the noise in the city. 


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