24. The Pool
The other day my younger brother went out to take a walk, as he often did in the evenings. On this day he was going out particularly late, and fresh stars were already beginning to shimmer icily in the rose-skirted sky. He asked me, like he often did, if I wanted to tag along with him, but I turned down his offer. I needed to work on an essay that was due at the end of the week, and I told him as much. After I’d been working on it for some time and was considering wrapping it up for the night, I heard my brother outside, calling my name. I stepped out onto the balcony and looked out to see him swimming in the pool beneath me. He waved at me and beckoned. What the hell, I decided, it’s a great way to relax. I went to change into something more suitable for swimming and headed down the stairs and out the door. On my way to the pool, I ran into my brother. “Weren’t you just in the pool?” I asked. He looked at me like I had the plague. “No? Why would you think that?”
“Well, I just saw you,” I answered. I looked over at the pool in time to see a dark figure dive into the water. I watched for some time, but no one ever surfaced.
We went over to the pool to investigate, and found that the water was blacker than the sky. We ran like hell.