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Bloodgrave Tales : I Spy

The first of (I hope) many short tales from the fictitious outer suburb of Bloodgrave.

I was heading for work on the bus. There isn't a train line out here yet. Give them maybe twenty-five years and we might get something. I won't hold my breath.

In the meantime, however, there are buses. Yay!

This morning was pretty much the same as any other workday morning. I caught the bus from the stop about three minutes' walk from my front door.

There were the usual passengers already on the bus before I got on.

Two elderly ladies, sitting nearest the driver, talking to each other and occasionally to the driver in what I guessed to be either Bulgarian or Ukrainian.

One young man, probably in his early twenties, dressed in a fluoro orange work vest, sitting near the middle of the bus.

A middle-aged man, mildly obese, sitting up the very back.

I took my usual seat - fourth row, left side, aisle - and put my bag on the seat next to me.

Three stops after mine, two girls got on. They must have been about seven or eight. It was still school holidays, so they wouldn't have been going to school. After about three minutes, one said excitedly to the other, "Let's play 'I spy'!"

"Ah, here we go," I thought, "an entertaining game to keep me amused till I get to the station."

"I spy," started one of the girls, who were sitting two or three rows back from me, "with my middle eye, something beginning with ... A!"

"What?" I thought. "Did she just say 'middle eye'? How cute!"

I looked around to see if I could see anything obvious that started with A. Automobile? No, girls that age probably wouldn't know the word.

"Apparition!" the other girl guessed.

"What?" I mouthed, silently.

"No," said the first girl, "guess again!"

"Aura!"

"Yes, your turn now."

"I spy, with my middle eye, something beginning with ... E."

"Ectoplasm?"

"Yep, your turn again!"

And so it continued, with such words as phantasm, spectre, lycanthrope and doppelgänger.

Where did they learn these words, at that age?

And what worried me more ... where were they spying these things with their 'middle' eyes? Hopefully nowhere near me.

I must admit, I was never more glad to get off the bus than I was that morning. Freaky!


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scheng1 wrote on January 18, 2015, 6:26 AM

I need a dictionary to check out the meaning of those words!

Squidwhisperer wrote on January 20, 2015, 3:13 PM

So which one were you - the lycanthrope or the spectre?

Gossamer wrote on January 22, 2015, 3:11 PM

Stay tuned and watch this space. LOL