The Other Side
“It was getting dark outside, the street lights were lit. I sat at a table by myself at the back, trying to collect my thoughts, to make sense of the horrifying episode and get rid of the unpleasant dizziness I felt. I was not alone for long. A dignified old gentleman wearing a white cravat came into my corner and sat down at the table.
‘It’s a little quieter over here’, he said.
I made no reply; my head was still awash with a maelstrom of thoughts and images. After a while he spoke to m...e again in a soft, sympathetic voice: ‘That must have been the first time you have been through it. You found it a great strain.’ Now I looked at him, there was something gentle and friendly about the man.
‘What do you mean?’ I asked, exhausted.
‘What do I mean? The Brainstorm, of course. Just take a look around.’ He gestured at the rest of the café.
It was only then that I realised something must have happened.MoreLess
‘It’s a little quieter over here’, he said.
I made no reply; my head was still awash with a maelstrom of thoughts and images. After a while he spoke to m...e again in a soft, sympathetic voice: ‘That must have been the first time you have been through it. You found it a great strain.’ Now I looked at him, there was something gentle and friendly about the man.
‘What do you mean?’ I asked, exhausted.
‘What do I mean? The Brainstorm, of course. Just take a look around.’ He gestured at the rest of the café.
It was only then that I realised something must have happened.MoreLess
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