The Big Grey Building
Chapter 1 - The Last Time
Silly Stories
Raymond's Stories
In the distance the big grey building loomed up ahead of him, standing out against the sky.

     
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

On he walked. His footsteps echoed inside his head.

There was someone ahead of him. It was a girl.

On he walked.

In the distance the big grey building loomed up ahead of him, standing out against the sky.

The sun hid behind a little cloud.

The chilly wind rushed around him.

The chilly wind rushed through him, or so it seemed.

He was cold.

He was closer to the girl now. He must be walking faster.

On he walked.

He was closer to the girl now. She was just in front of him.

In the distance the big grey building loomed up ahead of him, standing out against the sky.

     
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack
went his footsteps. And hers went
            
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack.

He held his foot in the air an instant longer, then put it down.

Then his footsteps went
            
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack
and hers went 
            
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack.


On they walked. Their footsteps fell together.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

"I wonder what her name is," he wondered.

He wondered what her name was.

He thought, "Pam. Yes, it must be Pam. She just looks like a 'Pam'."

"I say, what's your name?" he telepathed to her.

"Pam," she telepathed back to him.


On they walked.

            
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

I say - what's your name?" he said.

She stopped.

In the distance  - up ahead - the building  - the sky.

She turned around and looked at him.

"Pardon!" she said.

"I said, 'What's your name?'" he said.

"Irene," she replied.

"Oh!" he said.

"I thought it might be," he thought to himself.


On they walked.

           
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

Their footsteps fell together.

The chilly wind rushed around him.

The chilly wind rushed through him, or so it seemed.

He was cold.

"I say, it's cold, isn't it?" he said.

She stopped.

She turned around and looked at him.

"Pardon?" she said.

He walked up to her and stopped.

"I said, 'It's cold, isn't it?'" he said.

"Yes," she replied.

"Would you like my coat?" he said.

She looked at him.

"Take it," he said. "I don't need it."

The chilly wind rushed around him. He gave her his coat.

On they walked.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

"Are you going there, too?"

She looked at him. She did not stop.

"Where?"

He nodded at the big grey building standing out against the sky.

"The building."

"Yes," she said.

The chilly wind rushed around them.


On they walked.

           
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

"Have you been there before?" he asked.

"Where?" she asked.

"The building."

"Yes," she replied. "Have you?"

"Yes," he replied. "Many, many times."

On they walked.

The sun hid behind a cloud, a little cloud.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

           
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack
                  Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

Their footsteps fell at different times.

He held his foot in the air an instant longer, then put it down.

Their footsteps fell together.

The sun hid behind a little cloud.

The chilly wind rushed around them.

The chilly wind rushed through him, or so it seemed.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

"What happened there last time?" he said.

"Oh, the usual," she replied.

"It's a bit frightening at first, isn��t it?" he said.

"Yes," she replied.

On they walked.

"You get used to it though," he added.

"Yes," she replied.

On they walked. Their footsteps echoed inside his head.

He looked at her.

She was pretty.

            He liked her.

            She was young.

He walked beside her.

                 
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack

The sun hid behind a little cloud.

He was an actor.

She might like actors.

She might not.

Anyway, he couldn't just say, "I'm an actor," for no reason at all.

She might like actors.

"I'm an actor," he said, for no reason at all.

"I like actors," she said.

She liked actors.

On they walked.

The chilly wind rushed around them.

"What a bleak day!" he said.

She looked at him.

"It always is," she said.

"Yes, it is," he replied.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.


On they walked.

Someone stood ahead of them. It was a man. He was old.

"There's the man," she said.

"Yes," he replied. "We must be half-way."

"We must be," she agreed.

The man was there. He was old.

The old man was there.

Therefore they must be half-way

They must be, because the man always stood there in the middle of the road, half-way to the big grey building.

They must be half-way.

They reached the old man.

They did not stop.

"Have a banana!" he said as they passed.


On they walked.

On they walked.

She stopped.

She turned around and looked at him.

In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.

He looked at her.

"You heard what he said?" he asked.

She looked at him.

"Yes," she replied.

Yes. She had heard what the old man said.

"You know what that means, don't you?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, sadly.

Yes. She knew what that meant.

               
Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack
                  Click-clack click-clack click-clack click-clack


They walked on, their footsteps falling together. The wind chilled them.

Yes. She knew what that meant.
          
                  In the distance the big grey building loomed up ahead of them, standing out against the sky.
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