disconnected from the dystopia / exhibit eleven / a trance

disconnected from the dystopia exhibit eleven

 original writing & original artwork by j. e. lattimer

© 2013 j. e. lattimer all rights reserved


Progression #93

Chapter Sixteen – “Departure” — Part Four of Forty-One

progression number ninety-three

 To be continued…

Original writing & photography & artwork by J. E. Lattimer

© 2013 J. E. Lattimer all rights reserved


[For my subscribers who do not read English]

Charlotte glanced down at the cat. Had the local veterinarian placed an RFID tracking chip inside of the animal? She thought. I told him no- That I did not want him chipped. But did he do it anyway?

“We will have to take him with us.” She said. “I could not possibly leave the little gremlin behind.”

“Okay.” Jack said. “Why don’t you grab the tent and that bag you were talking about and anything else you might need. We have to get going!”

“Will I ever see any of this again?” Charlotte said as she gestured around at all of the material possessions inside of their home.

Jack shrugged. “We will return as soon as possible, if we are able to. Right now our lives are more important.”

“I agree. Let me change and gather a few items.”

“Be quick!” Jack called out as she walked down the short hallway and into the bedroom. 

He placed the open knife down upon the nearest tabletop, then crouched beside the stack of journals and sketchbooks that he had been rifling through only a short time ago.

Too many here. Cannot possibly carry them all. Jack thought. He randomly selected two of the journals from the pile. A loose page was jutting from one of the sketchbooks. He pulled it out and examined the ink drawing that he had no memory of- A close up of a soldier holding a sword above his head while charging. His face was scarred and the one eye that was visible beneath the helmet made the figure seem inhuman