The Legend of Hy-Breasail: Chapter 9
Published Apr 15, 2015

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Chapter 9: Onwards

Things go from bad to worse for Kim and Davis. In the last chapter they discovered their lives have been erased. Nobody remembers them and all traces of their lives are gone. Now they have to find some way to survive in a world with no identity.

Chapter 9: Onwards

Things go from bad to worse for Kim and Davis. In the last chapter they discovered their lives have been erased. Nobody remembers them and all traces of their lives are gone. Now they have to find some way to survive in a world with no identity.
The clock had just struck 2:30 AM, the twenty-four hour cafe was empty except for Kim and Davis, and the waitress who noisily clanged dirty pots, pans, and cutlery into the metal sink in the background. The radio was playing softly somewhere in the distance.

Neither Kim nor Davis spoke for a long time. They had no money and they hadn't eaten in hours. They were exhausted.

Kim eyed the remainder of an earlier customer's cup of coffee and felt ashamed, though she was so desperately thirsty.
"Is this what our lives are going to be like now?" Davis spoke and Kim quickly looked away from the cup. "Is this what it's come to?"

He too had been considering drinking the cold leftover coffee.
"Alright, folks. Time to go", the waitress interupted. "You've been sitting here for long enough, move along" "But I thought this was a twenty-four hour cafe, in fact it says so on the door. 'Open all night during peak tourist season, the perfect stop for your late night caffeine fix before you set off on your travels for another year' " Davis protested.

"It is open all night. To paying customers" the waitress said sharply. "Which you two are not. Now, move along, I won't ask you again"
A few hundred yards away lay the old train station, a throwback of an era long passed.Trains were infrequent in Little Crestfea, buses and cars had taken over the world now, the station saw only a handful of trains each day, and therefore the waiting area sat empty for hours at a time.

Dishevelled, they rested on the cold benches.

Their stomaches grumbled and they stared into space, a thousand thoughts a minute rushed through their minds.

The station was a welcome shelter, but it wouldn't do for long. They had no idea where they would go next.
Before long their eyes became heavier and their heads started to bow, but even in their dreams they couldn't escape their reality.

They twisted uncomfortably against the benches.
"Hey! I said wake up and get out of here! Hey", a gruff voice disturbed their already fragile sleep. They shuffled upwards and rubbed their eyes.

It was the station janitor.
"Why are you just sitting there?" he demanded to know, "it's 6am in the morning". They didn't realise they'd been asleep for so long. "Don't you two have a home to go to?"

"Nope" Davis said.

"Is that so now?" the janitor rolled his eyes, "No parents? No family? Just turned up here out of nowhere did you, as if by magic?"

"My mother won't let me into my house" Davis muttered.
"Ah, I see" the janitor mocked, "a couple of teenage runaways, had a fight with mumsy and you thought you'd live rough for a while, huh? Boy, you teenagers don't know you're living. I'll bet you have it all at home, big TV, your own VCR, sega console and a hi-fi, you name it, but oh no, 'life's so unfair' to you poor spoiled brats isn't it, let me guess-"

"It's not like that!" Davis hissed, glaring at the janitor.

"Isn't it?" came the scornful reply.

Davis muttered something inaudible, the rage was heavy in his voice.
"Why don't you back off?" Davis jumped up from the seat and stood before the man.

"You gonna make me, are you?" he replied, sneering.

"Just leave it, we'll go, okay" Kim urged, but neither of them heard her.
Kim recoiled in horror as a scuffle ensued. What on earth was happening? This wasn't the Davis she knew. Or was it? Did she really know him at all, she wondered, in such a short space of time was it even possible to know someone? "Get out of here! Yeah, you better run!" the janitor yelled as Kim grabbed Davis's arm and they fled. "Don't think I won't phone the police, I'm going to. I'm going to!" he assured them as they ran.

Now they really were in a troublesome situation.
"You shouldn't have done that" Kim said dryly when they reached the back of the station, the janitor was out of sight and they were able to catch their breath again, but they knew they couldn't stop for long.

"He was asking for it" Davis argued
"You don't get it, do you?" Kim said, turning to face him, "I stayed here for you. I'm here because of you. And I've lost everything. Look at us, we have nothing to eat, nowhere to sleep, and now the law will be after us. And then what?"

"I've lost everything too, you know" Davis retorted, slightly hurt.

"Not everything, Davis" Kim said.

"What do you mean?" he asked, confused.
But the thunderous wail of police sirens roared in the distance before Kim had a chance to answer.

"Hurry, run, we're going to have to disguise ourselves!"

"Disguise ourselves? How on earth are we going to do that?"

"Follow me, I know just the place"
"I discovered this clothes shop a few weeks ago" Kim whispered, they walked softly across the grey carpet of an upmarket dressmaker's studio.

"Quiet part of town, not many customers early in the morning, the cashiers spend more time gossiping in the tea room than paying attention to the buyers. I hate to do this, I'm not a theif-"
Kim trailed off and glanced sideways. Chatter and laughter echoed from the staff room behind the counters.

"Grab any outfit you can" Kim said as quietly as she could, "don't be fussy, we need to act as fast as we can. Grab anything"
Less than a minute later they headed back out the doors.

"Couldn't you have chosen a gender neutral clothing shop?" Davis sighed. "I look ridiculous"

"That's the least of our worries" Kim answered
"Okay, so now where?" they both asked each other at once when they got outside, the snow had finally began to taper off much to their relief. It was their only comfort, the only good thing that happened to them in hours.

And then the noise returned, that familiar wail of police sirens. This time they were approaching faster and nearer than before.
The police car slowed and its window rolled down. Kim and Davis busied themselves looking through the window of a coffee house, their mouths watered as they looked at the fresh pasteries on display and their hearts beat nervously in their chests.

"Two young folk spotted on Chichester Street" the policewoman's voice travelled from the open car window as she spoke into her radio. "They aren't the suspects. They appear to be two females. It's a false alarm. Out"

She drove on.
For the next few hours they walked aimlessly in silence. The snow stopped and started, adding only to their insecurity now. They had no idea where they would spend the night or when they would next eat. Until finally an idea came to Davis.

"I've got it" he said, his mouth was so dry with thirst that it was hard to speak now, "I know where we can go"

"Where?" Kim said, she could longer feel her toes thanks to the melted snow she was wading in.

"My oldest brother, he has a house about nine miles from here" Davis went on. "He's travelling through Europe right now and won't be back for another month. He stores a spare key under the hawthorne bush in his front garden. We can go there for a little while, why didn't I think of this sooner"

"Nine miles away?" Kim groaned in desperation, "we can't walk nine miles"

"We have no other choice" Davis said
"How far now?" Kim called out several hours later, the dark was beginning to catch up on them as they walked and walked.

"About another mile or so" Davis called back.
"You've been saying that for the last two hours" Kim told him.

Davis couldn't deny it. His brother's empty property was further away than he had thought.

He would look back on this journey many years later and wonder where they found the strength to put one foot in front of the other, to go another mile, and another.
Still their determination drove them onwards.

"We're nearly here. We really are this time" Davis eventually said as they began to near the end of a path they had following for what seemed like a millenia. "Keep going. Just keep going"

Thank you for reading.

To be continued.

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