The Watch – Part 182:

That’s the question. That’s what I have been searching for. As advanced as my watch is, as awesome as it is at allowing me to do anything I want, and how I actually did go about inputting the necessary commands and actions needed to take me directly to where Amy and Tom were being kept, I should have gone straight there, but instead I ended up in that room. I ended up here. That shouldn’t have happened. But yet it did. Why?

There’s something else that I’m missing. I’ve found that question but now I need to find out what else I’m missing. There’s something so obviously in my face that I just cannot find it. Hidden in plain sight.

Now that I know what that question is, maybe by focusing on that I will be able to figure out what else I’m missing. Ok. I ended up here, how? Maybe what I’m missing will help me figure out how I ended up here instead of going straight to Amy and Tom. But to figure out how feels like it’s going to be impossible to do. Completely impossible. I can’t figure that out because I’ve only gotten one piece into place. Only one piece.

A third thing. Now there’s a third thing that I’m missing. Really? So, by figuring out one thing, two more things come along. I really hope that by figuring out those two other things, four more things won’t come along. No, I don’t have that feeling. I didn’t before so I can’t rely on that. I just have to figure out what I’m missing – what two things I’m missing and hope for the best.

I close my eyes and breathe in deeply.

I’m standing in the middle of nowhere, in a field. I’m about to press the button which would activate the command within the watch to teleport me to where Amy and Tom are being held. They are being held in some place, in two glass boxes, where they are able to live in satisfactory conditions as they have a bed, a place to wash and a place to go to the toilet. They aren’t, in anyway, in a terrible place. I was OK with that. I mean, I hated that they were being held in some place against their will, but I was OK with how he were letting them stay in satisfactory conditions, bar from the fact that they were in a place that, with a single push of a button, would hurt them in some way. That, I was not OK with. That is what got me saying yes. I said yes to competing in his challenges because I believed that I could beat them and get to the other side and save my friends; that thought has been going around and around in my head continuously, nearly becoming meaningless. I never once questioned that I could easily just use my watch to break out. There were so many ways that I could have broken out and overpowered him behind the microphone. Yes I didn’t. I had that feeling at the back of my mind that kept on telling me that I didn’t know where they were, that if I made any attempt at breaking out, I would cause more damage than anything else, and I couldn’t risk that, so I continued on with the challenges. I never once questioned anything. Until now. I never once felt anything strange. Until now. But I did think that he was being inconsistent. I did think that he wasn’t able to keep his mind made up, always changing it; and I didn’t think that was strange at all? From the very beginning I’ve been saying that he was being inconsistent, he even admitted it himself, and yet I still kept moving from one room to the next, not questioning anything that would make a difference. Until now. Why now? What has changed that I’m now able to speak all the important questions? What has changed? Is that what I’m missing? I need to figure out what has changed.

I breathed out and opened my eyes.

Lots of things has changed. The tests came to an abrupt end. I’m sitting here talking to him… Actually… Where am I?

Where is he? He’s not sitting in front of me anymore. The screen showing me Amy and Tom is still there. What reason would need him leave this room? Unless he’s setting up my punishment. He’s going to hurt my friends. No, he said so himself that he can do it via just thinking it. Could he have been lying? Why would he be lying? He hasn’t lied to me ever since I got here, why he suddenly start? Surely someone who wants answers would stay with the person who is able to give the answers. Suddenly getting up and leaving would be… inconsistent. I don’t want to say that I don’t understand, because I feel that I’m so close to understanding and that admitting that I don’t will send me back down to where I started. I can do this.

Why did I question where I was if I’m still in the room with the two chairs. I haven’t moved anywhere…

Unless I’m instinctively asking where I am. I mean, where… Why can’t I elaborate on that question?

Where am I? That is an important question because it doesn’t make much sense, which in turns makes perfect because it doesn’t. What? Please don’t slip back into… I don’t want to…

Where am I? Where is he? What’s going on? I can figure all these questions out if I just keep…

Wait! Did I say that something’s inside my head? Is that important? That sounds as if that should be important. I haven’t said maybe as an answer in a while. Is that important?

Something’s inside my head.

The more I focus on figuring that out, the more that thought grows. Something’s inside my head. How could I have said something as important as that and not notice it.

Wait! Did something interrupt me when I was teleporting? Is that possible. Did I… Did it… Is that what is inside my head? Maybe.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Thanks for reading

Antony Hudson

(TonyHadNouns)