Something

Contd. on...

something is going on
something is happening
something that she lives on
something is underlying

Lucy woke up...or atleast she thought she woke up.
Waking up always posed the same question,
"What exactly is real and what exactly are dreams?"

She had slipped into a slumber and made love to morpheus. Whatever that means.

She looked about and thought "something is different ....something very very different"

She got up from her desk and made herself a cup of coffee.
Lucy loved to stand in front of the window while sipping on coffee.

However, she suddenly froze. SOMTHING is very very strange...

Lucy looked incredulously at the coffee mug, and then out of the window.

"I never drink coffee!!!", she reminded herself aloud!!!

Things were getting very very strange. Everything looked familiar and new at the same time.

Lucy took another remorseful sip of the wakeful liquid. She noticed the graffiti on the mug:

something is going on
something is happening
something that she lives on
something is underlying

She looked out the window to examine the day.
There were a few city-dwelling birds singing songs of evening.
Some people were walking on the pavement.
Some others were homelessly sleeping on the street.
The clouds were sporadically sprinkled in the grey sky.

"The sun will rise any moment now", she thought.
She looked at the watch on her wrist.
Two things shocked her:
The time, and the timepiece.

The watch wasnt hers, and the time was 9:00 PM.

Suddenly she heard the door open...

With a strange and absolutely overwhelming sense of premonition, Lucy walked towards the door.

Lucy saw Lucy standing at the door.

At this point it would not be inaccurate to say that somehow there were two Lucys...identical in all respects...standing at the door, staring at each other with a look of extreme horror.

They were thinking, "something is different...something is very very different!