How I Ended Up Here
I found the sleek, black briefcase on the bus. There was no one else on the bus when I boarded. No one got off as I got on. There were only empty wires where the surveillance cameras would normally be. I probably could have and probably should have just handed the briefcase in to the bus driver. And I probably would have done that had the briefcase been locked. There were locks on the briefcase, but it opened freely.
I rationalized that I might be looking into the briefcase to try to find out of there was anything inside that might identify the owner. Really, though, I was just curious as to what was inside the abandoned briefcase as anyone might be. It would be some time before my stop came up as I was commuting from one end of town to the other. I had plenty of time to kill, so I explored the inside of the briefcase.
The biggest thing inside was a book which appeared to be very old. The book’s cover had a black skin-like texture that was identical to that of the briefcase itself. The book appeared to be very old and largely written in a language that was quite unlike anything that I had ever seen before. The book ended with what appeared to be a series of names and dates.
There at the bottom of the last page was my name. I checked the date and time against that of my phone and roughly estimated the date and time listed with my name to be more or …show more content…
I was alone on the bus again. I rifled around inside the briefcase looking for any other clue as to what it might be, but everything else that was in the briefcase seemed to be resting behind the empty envelope or the book or the hourglass. Every time that I tried to move something out of the way to get a better look at something, one of the other objects would be obscuring my view of it. After what felt like a few moments of this, I looked up to see that the stop was
I found the sleek, black briefcase on the bus. There was no one else on the bus when I boarded. No one got off as I got on. There were only empty wires where the surveillance cameras would normally be. I probably could have and probably should have just handed the briefcase in to the bus driver. And I probably would have done that had the briefcase been locked. There were locks on the briefcase, but it opened freely.
I rationalized that I might be looking into the briefcase to try to find out of there was anything inside that might identify the owner. Really, though, I was just curious as to what was inside the abandoned briefcase as anyone might be. It would be some time before my stop came up as I was commuting from one end of town to the other. I had plenty of time to kill, so I explored the inside of the briefcase.
The biggest thing inside was a book which appeared to be very old. The book’s cover had a black skin-like texture that was identical to that of the briefcase itself. The book appeared to be very old and largely written in a language that was quite unlike anything that I had ever seen before. The book ended with what appeared to be a series of names and dates.
There at the bottom of the last page was my name. I checked the date and time against that of my phone and roughly estimated the date and time listed with my name to be more or …show more content…
I was alone on the bus again. I rifled around inside the briefcase looking for any other clue as to what it might be, but everything else that was in the briefcase seemed to be resting behind the empty envelope or the book or the hourglass. Every time that I tried to move something out of the way to get a better look at something, one of the other objects would be obscuring my view of it. After what felt like a few moments of this, I looked up to see that the stop was