"Security, schmecurity. I want to see what's behind that door!"

This is the first story I have written in this category, so if you see any mistakes or have any suggestions as to making it better, please say so in the comments.

Kinda important edit- (I changed the previous name Erika to Reese).

Alec P.o.v
    We were walking through Walmart, when Reese had an idea.

"I have an idea!" She exclaimed.

"Oh no." I said being sarcastic.

"I swear to god it's a good one this time."

"It sure as hell better be. What is it?"

"Follow me."

So, I did as she said, I followed her. Looking back on it, it probably wasn't one of my best decisions, seeing as it didn't end very well. Alas, I followed her deeper into the store, unaware of what was to come. Eventually, we ended up standing in front of a particular set of doors I had never noticed before. The fact that I had never noticed this set of doors was weird, because I am somewhat ADHD, and veRy perceptive. I then asked why she had brought us here.

"I wanna see what's behind that door." She said, matter-of-a-factly.

"Why?"

"Just because."

"There's probably security."

"Security, schmecurity. I want to see what's behind that goddamn door!"

"Fine."

    When we entered, we found ourselves in the loading doc. Big boxes and crates were being shipped in and out. Nobody seemed to notice us, so we just roamed around. We did size comparisons with some of the bigger boxes, until we found one big enough it would probably fit us both. So, like idiots, we tried it out. It proved as the biggest mistake of the day, but certainly not of the week. Anyway, while we were inside the box doing size comparisons, a person came over. We assumed it was security or something, so naturally, we were surprised when he closed the lid, following up by tapping it closed, sealing us inside.

"Well this is a nice change of scenery," Reese said being sarcastic.

"We're trapped inside of a box."

"So? Could be worse."

"How so?"

"It could be as bad as the time we mixed falafel, mango chutney, and-"

"Shut up."

"Well fine!"
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Well, today is certainly going great. AbSoLuteLy great, I thought to my self as we waited. Reese and I were currently trapped in a box in the loading doc of Walmart. We were there for about ten minutes, when the box started to move.

"Ooh!" Reese said "Exciting! Where do you think we're going?"

"I thought I told you to shut the fuck up."

"Don't sound so discouraged! I might just start thinking that you don't like me."

"Well let's see, right now you're not my favourite person in the world."

"I'm not your favourite person any day. But still. We're going on an ✨adventure✨."

    On that happy note, we moved in silence in our lovely box for about another fifteen minutes, until I grew tired of the silence.

"This is all of your fault." I told her, before realizing I sounded like a five year old.

"Hey you went along with it."

"But it was your idea, so it's your fault." God, I really sound like a five year old! I mentally scolded myself.

"Are you going to be mad at me for the rest of existence?

"It is highly possible."

    Unfortunately, being in a box, not only is nothing visible, everything is muffled. So, we couldn't hear where we were going, or see. Eventually, we gathered we had been lifted into a truck. Since it was winter, the box didn't get hot, which was good, but that meant that it got cold. Fortunately, we had jackets, which helped. Reese, of course being Reese, had food. She pulled two Clif Bars from a pocket inside her jacket, and offered me one. I gladly took one and ate it slowly, after maybe three hours, the trucked stopped. We tried yelling and banging on the box, but nobody seemed to hear, even when we were unloaded. Later after not moving for a little while, we were moving again. It wasn't long until we stopped. We heard what sounded similar to somebody walking over, and we flinched when an Exact-o knife pierced the packing tape. A man opened the box, not paying much attention to us, picked up a Walkie Talkie and spoke into it.

"Our new exhibit has arrived." He said.

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