“It’s dangerous to walk alone at night, you never know who you might meet”
“THEN IT’S A GOOD THING I’M NOT ALONE”
The human just shrugged and shifted her view to look forward, ignoring the monster next to her. Walking at a slower pace than usual she listened to the rhythmic thud that echoed from each step the monster took. Thump...thump...thump, it was a sound she had never heard before bone scraping against bone.
“Is it still hurting?” the human muttered with little interest.
“OH YES IT’S ACTUALLY QUITE EXCRUCIATING!”
“Oh, um maybe you could lean on me or something? The medical center is still a couple of blocks away”
Without a word the monster lowered its tall frame to lean against the slightly smaller human, “do you think it's broken or something?”
“I'M NOT SURE! I'VE NEVER ACTUALLY BROKEN A BONE, BUT FROM WHAT IVE HEARD ITS LITERALLY THE WORST PAIN A SKELETON CAN FEEL!”
“If you can still yell I think you're fine”
“HMM, MAYBE YOUR RIGHT HUMAN!”
They continued to walk down the dark sidewalk, with only sparse streetlights guiding their way. They both walked in uncomfortable silence, at least it was uncomfortable for her, “so have you always been a skeleton or?”
“WELL OF COURSE I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A SKELETON, WHAT ELSE WOULD I BE?”
“I mean a hu- never mind”
The monster leaning against her didn't seem to notice her slip-up and she took that as a sign to just drop the questions, instead opting to focus on the street in front of her and the sound of scraping. After a cool 30 minutes, they finally arrived at the sickly white building littered with small red crosses. The human and the skeleton dragged themselves into the clumpy square building and staggered over to the front desk.
“Hi we need assistance, something is wrong with his leg”
The older women behind the reception desk nodded and stood up, briskly walking to collect a large wheelchair from the waiting area. The skeleton slowly deposited himself into the sticky wheelchair, the nurse started to take him back into the care center when he stuck his arm out in front of the swinging doors and called back to the human, “FRIEND WAIT!”
The human turned and looked at his scared face, “what?”
“AREN’T YOU COMING BACK WITH ME?!”
“Oh yea I guess I can”
She followed behind the nurse as they walked down the hospital hallway, stopping at a small room with only medical equipment and a bed. The nurse wheeled the large monster to the bed and clumsily helped him onto the folded covers. After stating the doctor would be in soon she turned and left leaving the two alone.
“Hopefully they’ll skip the X-ray since your bones and all that”
“HUMAN I HATE TO ASK THIS OF YOU BUT COULD YOU FIND A PHONE? I NEED TO CALL MY BROTHER! HE'S GOING TO BE VERY WORRIED”
“Yea sure I'll be back”
The human left the small room and ventured down the hall, looking for someone to borrow a phone from. Finally seeing a man sitting outside a room, she walked over to him and politely asked him to use his phone.
She walked back to the skeletons room and handed the shiny phone to him, then left the room to give him privacy. After a couple of minutes, she went back into the room and leaned back against the wall next to the door.
“He pick up?”
“NO! BUT I LEFT MULTIPLE MESSAGES! SO HES BOUND TO NOTICE”
She shifted against the cold stone wall and pulled herself further into the old grey sweater she was wearing, “listen I gotta go”
“I have work in the morning and it's already past 1”
“OH WELL OK”
“Yea soo bye”
“I'M SORRY THAT I KEPT YOU OUT SO LATE!”
“Oh no problem”
She turned to leave.
“FORGIVE ME BUT I NEVER INTRODUCED MYSELF!”
“I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!”
“Uhh that's a unique name”
“What's my wha- oh my name is Luna”
“THAT'S A LOVELY NAME HUMAN!”
“Yea thanks, listen I need to go!”
“OH SORRY, YES BYE FRIEND!”
Luna quickly pushed herself out of the monsters room and staggered down the hallway, leaving through the flashing exit door she started her long journey home. With short breathes she walked through the pitch black city, watching the moths crowd against the dim lights that lined the old street. Turning into a small alleyway she found her apartment complex and entered through the old rundown lobby. Trudging up the creaky old stairs, she pulled out her keychain and pushed the key into the stiff keyhole, turning and unlocking the old oak door she dusted the golden plaque that read “101” above the peephole before she went inside. Luna sighed as she slung off her old sweater collapsing down onto the ancient faux leather couch and drifting into a cramped sleep.