a strange man

by genghis gilgamesh

784903-f was a strange man. he lived in the largest city in the world. he was lonely. he decided to go for a walk. it was raining outside, but 784903-f didn’t care. he had seen things and done things. 784903-f saw a figure approaching. it was 934972-g, whom he had known in a previous life. when he had been a food delivery person. 934972-g had been a regular customer, but she tipped poorly and often complained that 784903-f was late or that there was something wrong with the food, usually either that it was cold or that it was not what she had ordered. he would have preferred that the approaching figure be 648842-p, a deadly assassin he had teamed up with in the steamy underbelly of X__________, the most dangerous city in the galaxy. or that the approaching figure be jerry the joker or mike the mumbler or you know who, the funny guy at charlie carter’s farewell party or 96754332-y-7. or mister king, his seventh grade gym teacher or leonardo da vinci or doctor watson or anybody at all besides 934972-g or himself 784903-f turned around and began walking back through the wind and rain to his lonely room. suddenly a green cab pulled up beside him. the window rolled down and a familiar face popped out of it. it was 2950427-j, the owner of the funeral home 784903-f had worked at in his junior year of high school. 2950427-j had gained weight and he looked angry. get it in the cab, 2950427-j shouted to 784903-f. 784903-f woke up. it took him a few seconds to realize he was not really 784903-f. he was 4397328-v, the friendliest and funniest guy in the universe… and he had to be somewhere in fifteen minutes. but where? that was his problem, he could remember how soon he had to be somewhere, but not where he had to go. he had better call 507632-jm. but 507632-jm would not be up yet… and he had to be there in fifteen minutes… why me, 4397328-v thought, why me, out of all the quintillion entities in the superverse…