I listen to their drink requests, eyes moving from one to the other. I probably look bored or tired. I feel drained. Now I’ve offered to give more of my resources away. For what in return? A slight feeling of social nicety? It was unfulfilling. I realise how vacant my life feels, myself giving from my own nothingness. I think I missed my calling. Instead of becoming a half-assed Protector, I should have become a goddamn poet.
“Sure thing.” I nod, my head rolling, pulling me through the bedroom doorway. In the kitchen, I turn on the tap, fill up a glass along with the coffee pot. The motions seem to trigger an automatic response, my body going through the motions as if they were some default behaviour as opposed to my own ordained actions. Water. Beans. Brew. The bubbling sound from the machine lulls me into exhausted complacency. I begin to forget all about Quentin and the Avatar as if the calming monotony is designed to keep me unfocused on unsettling thoughts.
I feel like I want to scream. Break everything. Including myself if I could feel it. What is happening to me? I close my eyes for just a moment. Just to return to that acceptable homeostasis. But it wasn’t anymore. It all felt off-kilter. I don’t really know how to describe it.
I pour out the coffee into a mug and take it along with the glass of water into the room. I had each to the respective detectives and listen quietly a ways behind. I lean back against the doorframe, crossing my arms over my chest. I breathe out thoughtfully.
“Well, everyone has ways of describing things they don’t understand. Aliens, angels. Different interpretations on experiences that may have similar etiologies. The interesting thing is in this case is the statement of ignorance. And perhaps the personal nature of it. Conspiracies get big because they have some secret knowledge that other people want. This is a common experience if ignorance, all different and yet similar.”
I step forward to lean closer to the screen. “Have you been able to see any patterns across cultures? Search beyond English-speaking sites? If this is some sort of mass hysteria, it might express differently based on culture. Where did it appear first?” I shake my head. “I don’t think I’ve heard much about suggestibility so strong that it would contribute to hysteria through the internet. It’s usually more personal. This just creates more questions than answers. Way above my area of expertise. What do you gents plan on doing with all this?”
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