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Fiction | Speculative
Layoverton
Living beyond life
“Hey,” Jason jumped sideways, avoiding the man on the bike.. “Watch where you’re going,” he landed on the slight slope.
“Oh, man,” the guy stopped and looked at Jason. “Where’d you come from? You were like, not there, and then you were there.” He got off his bike and helped Jason to his feet. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Jason said wiping wet grass and mud splotches from his leg. “Ah, that stings,” He hissed when he stood straight. “I think I twisted my ankle.” He tested it a few times and the pain subsided. “Nothing major.”
“That’s good. You really should watch where you’re going.”
“Me? You’re the one who almost ran me over.”
“Except you weren’t there and then you were.” The man extended a hand. “I’m Sam by the way. You must be new here.”
Jason shook the man’s hand and looked around. “No, I don’t think so.” He looked around and realized he wasn’t sure. Nothing looked familiar. A small coastal town with a few buildings in view.
“You don’t know?” Sam asked. “Trippy.” The long blonde-haired bicycle rider smiled.
“Yeah, trippy.” Jason chuckled. “Who says that anymore? Where were you going in such a hurry anyway?”
