Loreley dove deeper into the mysteries of the book for which she traded her soul. Simon revealed the existence of other universes.
Loreley, Episode 4: Loreley in the Sunshine
There’s an odd mist hanging in the air of the parking lot of the Sunshine Motel, and the few cars scattered about the parking lot seem to come from different eras.
Loreley thinks their outlines look fuzzy and she feels like she might be half hallucinating them.
Simon parks in front of the office area.
Simon grabs his bag and gets out and Loreley follows with a little huff.
Simon points to a little lounge area near the desk and says, “I need to check on something. Why don’t you get us some coffee while I do that?”
Loreley walks to the dingy lounge as Simon hits the bell on the reception counter.
Loreley grabs two cups, fills them from the self-service coffee urn, and takes them to a table near the window. She looks over towards the entrance, takes the lid off the salt shaker and dumps a liberal amount of salt into Simon’s coffee.
A few minutes later Simon comes over with an old key on an oversized plastic tag with 23 emblazoned on it and a Manila envelope. He opens the envelope and starts looking at photocopied documents, a few of which have strange drawings and diagrams and some which look like they are carbon copies typed on an old typewriter and then redacted with black marker.
Loreley stares at him.
Simon absently reaches for his coffee cup, takes a big mouthful and does a spit take all over the papers.
“Fuck! Loreley! Ok, dammit. What?”
“Your head is so far up your ass you don’t even see what’s in front of you.”
Simon blinks three times, focuses on her face for the first time since she got his attention three weeks ago.
He takes a handful of paper napkins from the dispenser and wipes the papers, thinking about what a pain in the ass human relationships are when the fate of the universe is at stake.
“Ok. Come on. Tell me what you need me to hear.”
“You idiot! Look, I might not have as much knowledge about this stuff as you do-”
“But I am connected! I have my intuitions! Dammit! I’m powerful too. And I just want to know what’s going on!”
Simon thoughtfully sips coffee from Loreley’s mug, thinking about what to tell her in order to get the response he wants.
“Look, Loreley. Do you think we’d be in this together right now if I didn’t believe in you? Here’s the thing. It would take me a long time to explain a lot of this shit to you, and ultimately, it doesn’t matter. You just need to do the thing you need to do, and then we can all get on with the happily ever after part.”
Simon says, “Okay, look… tonight I’m going to have to meet someone. You can come along if you want, but please don’t ask any questions until after. Ok? I’ll do my best to tell you anything you want to know after that. Alright?”
Loreley’s face softens a bit.
“Ok. Who are we meeting?”
“I can’t tell you-”
“I can’t tell you because I don’t know yet, Loreley, but I do have to try to make sense out of this stuff before then if you don’t mind?”
“What is it? Can I see?”
“It’s probably best that you don’t.”
“You know what? Fuck you, Sempai. I’ll be in the room. You can get me when it’s time for the meeting.”
“Suit yourself, but don’t open the door unless you’re sure it’s me. Oh, and if an interdimensional vortex opens up anywhere in the room, absolutely do not enter it, okay?”
“Yeah yeah yeah.”
“Loreley! I’m serious.”
She grabs the key off the table and storms off.
Simon focuses on the documents again.
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