It is the year 3001. You are a digital archaeologist responsible for digging up old data from the forgotten parts of the internet from years ago. You stumble upon a prompt blog from the early twenty-first century. Scrolling through it, you stumble upon a single post that has not a single note in the middle of a flourishing archive of prompts. It simply says, “We have been waiting for you, Amigo. (:”.
“That’s strange.”
You scroll through the thousands of other posts on the blog, each with thousands of notes. It was a fairly consistent pattern, although some were obviously more popular than others.
Why was this last one different?
You stare at the words again, trying to make sense of the lack of notes.
“We have been waiting for you, Amigo (:”
Deep inside you feel a tug of regret. From reading through the blog you can see the obvious friendship between the group known as “the Amigos.” A small part of you wishes that the message was for you. You look around your empty room with a sigh. It just was not meant to be.
With a grin you reach out to tap the “like” button. The small notation of “1 note” appears briefly, but then fades away.
“Strange…” you try to click it again, but before you do everything fades to black.
…
You wake up in a brightly colored room. There are thousands of people grouped together, talking, laughing, joking around. One person stands in front of them all, holding a hand out to you with a bright smile.
“We have been waiting for you, Amigo!”
Okay but this just made me smile I applaud you
Published
NanoRain 