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Ick started pulling the notes down from around him. What the hell was
this? He'd told himself he needed to engage the autopilot, yet had then proceeded to tell himself to ignore everything!
Even in his fragile mental state, Ick could see that one Post It Note saying AUTOPILOT would have worked quite
nicely. Ick worried that he appeared to be only slightly more with it before he went into Deep Sleep than after…….
Eventually, after scouring all the hundreds of notes he found the Autopilot one. He kept only two of the hundreds
he discarded…..one said SHITTER: YOU HAVEN'T CRAPPED FOR A BLOODY LONG TIME SO YOU'LL NEED THIS ONE)
and the other said
PORN! KEEP! WOOHOO! and had a ;) next to it.
He put those in his pocket.
Even though he didn't know himself, Ick reckoned he was a good judge of character and could trust himself.
So he kept the two messages and stood in front of the Auto Pilot.
Here goes nothing, he thought.
He flicked the switch.
Everything beeped. Everything blinked.
And then everything shook!
Instinctively, Ick knew he had to get strapped in. He found the nearest chair and buckled up. He was excited but
he didn't know why. He was waiting for something and he knew that this was it! He just hoped AUTOPILOT knew what
it was doing.
More beeping. More blinking. And much more shaking.
Ick closed his eyes. Deep Sleep. All I want is Deep Sleep.
Then there was an almighty thud!
Silence.
Ick breathed deeply. He knew now why he had left a note for himself about the toilet.
He waited. And waited. And waited.
What was he waiting for?
He knew he wasn't going to find out by sitting here. He unbuckled himself and moved to the door. He was most dismayed
to find it labelled DOOR with his scribbled monica underneath it. How stupid did he think he was?
Then he found another by the handle. It said:
THIS WAY TO NEW EARTH
YOU LUCKY BASTARD
Love you
Ick J xxx
Suddenly it came flooding back.
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