The Meaning Of

During a discussion about the meaning of life with my friend, we somehow began writing this story. I would write an installment, and then she would, completely making it up as we went. This is the result. Basically, for 70 some years, my friend searches for the grand question and answer to the meaning of life. Finally, after all that time, we come in contact again.


24. XXIV


The following morning I woke up and headed to the airport. Several hours later, I finally landed in what I believed was Anchorage, Alaska. I read the anonymous letter and realized that I did not know who the person I was meeting looked like. All of a sudden, I heard a deep low voice behind me. I turned around and found myself face to chest with an abnormally large man. He was at least 6 foot 10, with dark hair and tannish skin, which I found weird since we were in Alaska and far from the equator. He was dressed in a black suit. He took my bags and told me to follow him. I couldn't help but think of how strange this entire situation was: me flying here with no idea what was to come and to be met by a stranger taking me where I need to go. How did he know that he needed to pick me up? Immediately I turned cold. I looked around and noticed that I was the only one there. This place would be abandoned if it weren't for the janitor aimlessly walking around asking where he was and why he was there. I noticed that I was a few paces back from the tall mystery man so I did my best to catch up. I asked him a handful of questions. What is your name? How old are you? Why am I here? Where are you taking me? He doesn't answer any of my questions. He just continued to look forward with a stern look on his face. Why did he look so serious? We finally came out to a black SUV. I wondered if it was the car that the keys from the letter were for. Then, I saw the back doors open and three more guys, identical to the man I was with, step out. 

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