"I'm going to disappoint you, you know that... right?" she apologized to the bum.
"'s what they all say."
"Why am I even listening to you?"
She knew the answer before he could answer, or maybe he never intended to answer. Whether she knew why or not was irrelevant. What she knew was that she had to find a way up to the very top of the Empire State Building.
Why not? She thought. The whole day had been abundantly strange from the moment she awoke in the morning. Strange room, strange coffee. Was it even coffee? She ruminated. Probably not. Somewhere she read that people are creatures of habit, they fall into routines and some things become so automatic we don't even think about what we're doing.
Then the World Trade Center was part of the skyline again.
Walking down the street to work, she tried to explain to people how incredible this was. What kind of government conspiracy would have kept those buildings invisible for ten years? No one had to say anything, she could tell they all thought she was completely off her rocker.
"You're not from 'round here, are you?"
"Pardon?" she was shocked back to the present by the bum.
"Ye' look lost, sweetheart. Just go gimme dat 'ting an' I'll help."
What an odd man, sitting on the side of the street. That she was talking to him caught her off guard. Maybe this was another automatic reaction? It wasn't her's though. She could never see herself speaking to a dirty hobo.
"But how can I get up there? It's high, and they've got all sorts of security!"
"S'not tha difficult, jus' look up!"
A shadow passed over the two, and she looked up to see the silhouette of a... no, it couldn't be. No one's flown one of those in years!
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