Chapter 24

Dashed and Olivia walked up to the front desk and ordered for their rooms and passes, a woman with a name tag that read, “Carla” said, “Sure, but you’re forgetting why you’re here.”
“Excuse me?” dashed asked, “I’m here with my girlfriend Olivia to check out the convention, what could I be missing?”
“Your memories, oh, hey there are your passes, have a nice time!”
Dashed turned back to Olivia and said, “That girl is strange.”
The wonderful wolf looked over and said, “What girl?”
Dashed turned back around to the desk and she was gone, nowhere to be seen. He lend over the window and looked for her, but she wasn’t there. “Come on and forget about Carla, we got stuff to do!”
Dashed nodded, he took Olivia’s hand and went into the entrance of the Anime convention, it was to be expected, cosplayers, extreme fans, posters, giant statues, various pot-heads, free shit, and lots and lots of people. He gulped and Olivia rushed inside, still keeping the death grip on Dashed. She pushed people out of the way and said, “come on we’ll miss it!”
“Miss what?” Dashed shouted.
“The Wasteland panel!”
“The WHAT!?!” Dashed got a huge headache, he felt cold and tired and lonely for only the slightest of seconds but it sent his head spinning.
“The Wasteland! It’s a whole new project by the guys who gave us ‘sexy foxes’”
“What is it? Another gay love story anime!?! There’s only so much gay kissing I can take you know.”
Olivia pushed over an overly fat woman who looked familiar and ran to the room. It was pretty large, it had a few dozen chairs and a small stage with a projector. Dashed guessed that this is where the guy would be standing to show more gay kissing for the girls.They sat down and Olivia said, “I don’t know what to expect, they said in the trailer that it’s going to blow minds.”
“It better, I’m missing the cosplay parade,” Dashed sighed, “I’m missing so many skimpy dresses.”
Olivia rolled her eyes at Dashed, she was pretty comfortable with knowing that Dashed will always will look at women, as long as she can grill him for it, she didn’t have a problem. A half-hour passed and no one showed up, Dashed leaned over and said, “are you sure we’re in the right place?”
“Of course we are, now shut up it’s starting.”
Dashed looked towards the stage and sure enough someone was walking on. He was wearing a hood and his tail hung out of his thick robes, all Dashed could tell was, he was a fox. He got onto stage and took of his hood. To Dashed’s complete surprise it was Carla, the girl at the check in! He suddenly got a lot more interested in what was going on. She said, “The Wasteland…it takes place five years in the future, all of sentient kind in the United States was wiped out by several nuclear warheads and a severe disease, all life is lost. Or is it? Survivers numbering in the dozens roam the US, looking for answers, comfort, or,” Carla stopped and looked directly at Dashed, “A way out.”
He looked to his left, Olivia was awestruck, in fact she looked…paralyzed, he shook her arm and found it stone hard, he gasped in surprise and yelled, “Stop this, my girlfriend is hurt! We need to call 911!” He looked at Carla and Screamed, “Come on! Why are you just standing there!”
He looked at Carla and then looked at what was behind her, he saw desolated cities, thousands of bodies, all the fur matted and the sores on their entire bodies, he saw endless roads, countless night alone, and finally he saw himself. He was covered in dirt, his eyes were crazy, and most of all, he was bored. Dashed gripped his head and a wave of boredom and loneness overwhelmed him, he curled up and screamed. He could feel Carla standing over him, glaring, she said, “You forgot about me, you forgot about you boredom, you forgot about the wasteland, release your shakels and just say it, SAY IT!”
Dashed screamed,” I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!”
Carla kicked him in the stomach, and smashed his head with her boot and said, “You know what you need to say, now say it! SAY IT!”
Dashed got angry, really angry and stood up despite his throbbing head and said, “Say what, SAY WHAT!”
Carla tried to punch him in the head with a right hook put Dashed caught it, pulled her in and held her by the throat and said, “What do you want?”
Carla sputtered at first and Dashed loosened his grip, she was barely able to say, “for you to remember.”
And just then, she died. Dashed caught her in his arms, he didn’t know what he just did, he only choked her a little, and she died, what nightmare was he in?!? He looked up and saw that he was in a run-down house, he looked back at his arms and saw that Carla was gone, he reeled backwards and looked around. He was alone, through a broken window he saw that it was raining, so he thought, “Well I better wait this out, it will give me time to think about what the hell just happened.”
So he sat down and waited, and waited, and thought, and waited and waited a little more, he began to become bored, so he began flipping a coin in that was in his pants, he flipped, and flipped and flipped. He began to wonder how much time he spent in this house, so he rose up and saw it was still raining, and he had to admit it, he was bored, REALLY bored, and lonely, REALLY lonely. He sat back down and frowned, this seemed familiar, REALLY familiar, and with that realization he gasped and sat up as his mind was assaulted with images and brief videos of boredom. All the times he sat by himself, all the thoughts he had for his town, everything! It was all there, and he remembered all those nights alone when he had to take care of his urges, he remembered all the times he had to think of a fake girlfriend to help him through the dullness, he even remembered the name he first gave her, Olivia! His eyes went wide as the walls around him seemed to dissolve, and the floor turned white. Soon everything was gone except for him and the door to the outside. He stupidly opened it and was assaulted by pain, he couldn’t describe it, except to imagine all the pain that happened to you over the period of three years put into five seconds. It hurt so much he thought he was going to die, but he didn’t and to his surprise he was on a bed, with a beautiful naked vixen on his chest, breathing deeply. Underneath the covers he could feel that neither of them had anything on, he didn’t care though. He saw he was in a large room with a window that showed a winter wasteland. With that word he remembered everything. He screamed, “Carla, it worked!”
Carla sat up and said groggily, “What worked?”
The memories! I don’t remember….shit…who was I supposed to….um Carla? Why are we naked?”


O.O what's going on? Did Carla take advantage of Dashed? Was he dying of hypothermia and that was the only way to save him? Did carla just get lonely? Tell me what you think!