Flash-fiction

The Danger of Blue Eyes

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen the stars, but at the moment she fell into the dark-blue sky of his eyes she saw all of them at once. Mesmerized, she didn’t blink. If only she knew what it meant…

 

“No light, please, no light,” he said hiding behind his hand when she clicked on the switch.

“Why not?” She asked laughing at this funny figure awkwardly crouching on the bed. The noise of the party, which merrily bubbled in her veins, leaked through the half-open door into this small room which tonight they used as a wardrobe.

“What are you, a vampire?” She made a scary face and jumped on the bed pushing coats and jackets aside. “Let me drink your sweet blood, my darling!”

“You’re funny.” Still squinting, he leaned against the wall. Finally adapted to light, he looked straight at her.

They were beaming, his eyes, and under their radiant power her body drowned in warmth so thick and so permeating that she couldn’t tell where her skin ended and where the air began, such seamless was the connection.

“I have to go,” he said and got off the bed. “Thank you for waking me up. It’s your turn now.” He switched off the light and closed the door behind him.

“Don’t go,” she wanted to say. “Stay here, with me, forever.” But she couldn’t move her lips; she suddenly felt cold as if he took all the warmth with him. She crouched on the bed and managed to cover herself with a random jacket before her heavy eyelids closed and her mind drifted away into the endlessly black smiling emptiness.

 

“Stacy, are you still there? Have you found your coat or not?” Andy’s hand clicked on the switch.

“No light, please, no light,” she whispered hiding her eyes behind her hand.

“What are you doing in bed? Are you sick? I told you, get easy on cocktails! Come on, look at me, it can’t be that bad.”

She finally opened her eyes and looked straight at him. They were beaming, her eyes, as dark-blue as summer water glittering in the sun. The fresh breeze embraced him and dropped into the waves of the bottomless ocean where he couldn’t tell when one wave ended, when another began, so smooth was the flow, so seamless was the connection.

“Don’t go,” he wanted to say, but the powerful, rapid stream already swept him away into the depth of the endlessly black smiling emptiness.

 

On the spaceship placed into Earth orbit an automatic door opened to the cabin of Commander in Chief.

“Any news, colonel?“

“Yes, sir. The mission Blue Eyes is completed. The epidemic is triggered; the collective intelligence will be reprogrammed within a week.”

“Great work, colonel. Prepare the space troops for landing.”

“Will you stay to supervise, sir?”

“No, I have to go to Mars. I expect complications there. The Red Planet is better prepared; we can’t take them unawares.”

“I assume you will use Plan C, sir.”

“Exactly. You can go, colonel. Keep me informed if anything changes.”

“Yes, sir.”

The automatic door closed. Commander in Chief looked through the porthole at the blue ball of Earth. “Irresponsible creatures, they fool around instead of guarding the planet. Nothing could have been easier.”

 

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16 thoughts on “The Danger of Blue Eyes”

  1. Once I read the twist I went back to the humans and smiled to myself. Enjoyed the hints: black smiling emptiness, references to air and water. Is the beaming of Andy and Stacey’s eyes a symptom of the epidemic?

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