Call From the Distant

I never had a coherent following sense of what it was that was going on here that day.

She also felt that this sea turtle was special to her, and she wanted to protect her.

“I don’t want to lose you. I want to meet you.”

“You must go with me.”

“No, don’t go with me,” said the turtle-eater. “Get out of here. Now, if you would like to see me, you may look at the other sea turtles in here.

“So you think I’m going to go and find that house?”

“Ah,” said the turtle-eater. “I’m not sure about that. I’m not sure about it.”

“Do you want to go to the wreckage?”

“Yes,” said the turtle-eater. “I’m here to make a visit.”

“Why?”

“I think that it’s a bird,” said the turtle-eater. “I’m going to take you with me.”

“I don’t want to be here,” said the turtle-eater. “I don’t want to be here with you. I don’t want to be here to make things look like that.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m here because of you,” said the turtle-eater. “I’m here to make a call. I’m here to make a call from the distant. I’m here to make a call from the distant, and I’m here to do the call. I’m here to make a call from the alien, and I’m here to make a call from the constable, and this is one of the most horrible things I’ve ever heard.

The last thing I hear was a horror and sorrowful horror. The monster is an awful thing, and I was constantly haunted by it until the time I’d stop playing. It was even more terrible than when I was with you. It was like losing my mind in the interval.

He gazed out at the Pacific.

[END TRANSMISSION]

Editor’s Notes

Edits

I deleted some lines that repeated themselves too much, removed the first couple sentences that were off-topic, and removed the last word of the story so it had some finality.

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