Running out of Time 2: Sample

Epilogue One

Never Apologize

“A tale can start and end in a literal blink of an eye. Go ahead and blink, I’ll wait.” Blink! “Time and Space are in battle. 36,872 blinks later. Time and Space are dead. As bad as it is, sometimes sad is the way that things have be.

In conclusion, Lord of the Flies is about how it doesn’t need a sequel, just like Running out of Time 2: Running Towards the Lime,” Good ole Billy said. He took his seat amongst his peers as a sea of murmurs washed over him.

“As interesting as that long winded speech was, I’m afraid to tell you that it was suppose to be about workplace safety,” CEO Bossman said.

Billy gestured to his powerpoint which had been a single slide. DO NOT? It was all he had prepared.

“Yes, but what does it mean?” CEO Bossman asked.

“Do orangutans need orange tang? That’s really the only safe question worth asking,” Bill said with a smile.

“And what does that mean?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” The entire room of the Board Members of Nuclear Spider Doomsday Awareness and Containment shook their collective hive mind. “I’ve always got to do the extra work around here.”

“Only when you don’t do the work that was actually assigned to you,”CEO  Bossman said.  

“It means question what doesn’t make sense. Of course orangutans need orange tang. Tang is delicious.” The room itself seemed even more confused. Behind Billy, the first glimpses of green glowing spider legs were peaking around the corner of the building.

“And?” CEO Bossman asked.

“Remember when Emile said, ‘if it is real to you, it is real enough?’”

“Yes?”

“Then it is simple. All we have to do is just believe things will get better. That belief causes action which causes a reaction which causes people to react which causes a chain-reaction which causes a realization which causes a direct belief reality relation which causes time dilation which changes things through good vibrations.”

“You lost us,” the hive mind said.

“And me.”

“And me.”

“Me too.”

“I’m saying that if you believe that things can change, that belief itself may change something,” Billy said. Beyond the window giant green glowing nuclear doomsday spiders were obliterating the city.

“What do you propose we do?”

“Just believe that there could be more story,” Bill said. One of the the other employees tugged on CEO Bossman’s premium suit sleeve.

“Not now!” CEO Bossman said.

The employee rotated CEO Bossman’s head until he could see outside the window. The giant green nuclear doomsday spiders were charging their unstoppable super breath, and they were facing the building.

“Sir, We are Running out of Time!”

“Exactly!” Bill screamed.