Lost
We have this temporary flatmate in my apartment, she needed some place for the next few days till her lease with her new landlord starts. She was at my place yesterday and had left her stuff at the old place. I offered to drive her out there so we could pick up the suitcases, etc. and get them over. My car is parked in the alley behind our house and I walked downstairs towards the car. She followed a few seconds later. I walked out through the little gate on the side since the main gate was blocked by someone's trash (very inconsiderate people-who-moved-out-without-cleaning-up!). I reached the car, looked back and saw her walking towards the main gate, so I motioned to her to change direction and pointed to the little gate.
She saw me, turned around and started walking towards the little gate. I got into the car, and beckoned to her. I blinked. When I opened my eyes, she was gone. I swear.
Very Stephen King. Or Mahal...?
She's new to the area and doesn't know anyone. I don't know why, but I started panicking right away. First of all, the alley is no place to be caught in after 9pm. And there we both were. And then, there I was. Without someone who I'd originally taken responsibility for. Ouch.
It isn't like there are too many places to hide out there. I walked all round the car, looked this way and that, across the alley to make sure she wasn't standing behind me or close enough to go "BOO!" all of a sudden (yes, call me a baby, I am scared of ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggity beasties... or whatever else). Then reason gradually kicked in, and I walked over to the front of the apartment, to see if she was waiting on the street for me. But nope.
I then called up home, in case she'd walked back in for some inexplicable reason. No R. Then I really freaked out and called the rest of my room-mates over to begin the (wo)manhunt.
We eventually found her standing a little way off from my house, on the street (not in the alley), looking a bit dazed and lost. And I have no clue what part of my fairly precise directions she didn't understand. But we had a good laugh all the same.
Which, most unfortunately, was directed mainly towards me.
She saw me, turned around and started walking towards the little gate. I got into the car, and beckoned to her. I blinked. When I opened my eyes, she was gone. I swear.
Very Stephen King. Or Mahal...?
She's new to the area and doesn't know anyone. I don't know why, but I started panicking right away. First of all, the alley is no place to be caught in after 9pm. And there we both were. And then, there I was. Without someone who I'd originally taken responsibility for. Ouch.
It isn't like there are too many places to hide out there. I walked all round the car, looked this way and that, across the alley to make sure she wasn't standing behind me or close enough to go "BOO!" all of a sudden (yes, call me a baby, I am scared of ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggity beasties... or whatever else). Then reason gradually kicked in, and I walked over to the front of the apartment, to see if she was waiting on the street for me. But nope.
I then called up home, in case she'd walked back in for some inexplicable reason. No R. Then I really freaked out and called the rest of my room-mates over to begin the (wo)manhunt.
We eventually found her standing a little way off from my house, on the street (not in the alley), looking a bit dazed and lost. And I have no clue what part of my fairly precise directions she didn't understand. But we had a good laugh all the same.
Which, most unfortunately, was directed mainly towards me.
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