The

Strange
Case of
Mr. and
Mrs.
Knightley
1/3)

Joseph Gobran

(Part

PROLOGUE
The clock of the Godforsaken town of Godot didn't
ring a single time, when one hour passed, which
indicated 12:00 AM. One father burning with passion
and one mother melting with fear are holding their
cherished child, who is being concealed with a
blanket, so that this child sees nothing but his
capability of imagination. The gate out of this
wretched, afflicted town finally became visible in their
line of sight. But as they take their final steps toward
the gate, a security guard suddenly stops them. As his
eyes scan both parents, the passion that burned
within the father started dying out, and the mother

was afloat with sheer horror. Within the next few

seconds, however, everyone at the gate is greeted
with a mephitic, murderous glare, which kills the
passion within the father and freezes the horror within
the mother. This mysterious figure then reaches down,
and grabs something. The mother and father see a
light shining from the hands of this figure. It was
something sharp. Incredibly sharp. The mother, father,
and security guard are then taken away. The boy in
the blanket remains put.

-------------------------------------------------------------------There once was a boy, who woke up on the floor, in a

mostly forested area. That boy was Lonnek. Just by
looking at Lonnek, it was easily said that he had a
heart that was burning with passion. After he woke up,
he saw a gate. A gate into a town called Godot. But
as his legs finally started to move towards it, a girl ran

toward him. A girl that was melting with fear within

her. As she was running, her quivering body was
shaking like a seismic toss. Her face was bleeding,
and every strong step she took as she was running,
tears poured down the margin of her face. As she ran
towards him, Lonnek tilted his head sideways, as if
confused. Her face was full of scratches, and blood
dripped from her hands. I didnt do it! Leave me
alone! cut the air, piercing all close by ears. Two
strong men then surrounded her, knocked her out,
and took her inside the town. But as the men are
dragging the body on the floor, a light that shined from
the girls shoulders widen Lonneks eyes, tilting his
head the other way. Lonnek then finally made his way
into Godot. A man then stopped him, and said,
Excuse me, who are you? And what are you doing?.
Lonnek then replied, My name is Lonnek. The only
thing I can remember is the sensation of a burning
environment, and the dying breath of a man, a
passionate man, and the dying breath of a woman, a
beyond fearful woman. And a gruesome sensation
that is darker, bitterer, and nastier than Hell itself. Oh,
and apparently my name.

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Godot was a quiet town, despite the high amount of

people in it. Lonnek, however, still remained confused,
as the whole town rang a peculiar bell in his memory.
However, nothing came to his recollection. As Lonnek
is exploring the area, a blunt force made him lose
balance. It was a corpse of a dead, murdered boy. He
had a knife that was piercing straight through his gut,
and a light that shined from his shoulders. The knife
had Godot Coffee Shop written on it. His body was
deep in a pool of blood, and his clothes were soaked
with gore. He had one eye open, and one eye closed
shut. It had seemed that he was crying, as the eye
that was open was red and strained. To the left of the
dead boy was a big coffee shop. And written on the
rooftop was Godot Coffee Shop.
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Godot Coffee Shop had a cozy environment.

However, it was completely deserted. Then out of
nowhere, a hand popped from under the counter, and

someone yells What will it be boy? Coffee sweeter

than Mrs. Knightley, or stronger than Mr. Knightley?"
Lonnek stared at the hand. "Boy, you haven't spoken
in centuries". Lonnek got startled a little, and stuttered
"H-How many different kinds are there?" "107 different
blends." Lonnek blindly said "I'll have blend 102".
Lonnek then slowly approached the counter, and
looked to see where the hand came from. But, there
was nothing. The hand had disappeared. Right as
Lonnek stepped away from the counter, a coffee mug
slides across the counter. The same voice then said
"Enjoy it, boy. Might be your last." Lonnek turned
around. Both confusion and fright had overtaken his
body.

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The bitterness of the coffee had Lonnek feel a bit sick.

His saliva was like the taste of all encompassing
negativity. But something within the bitterness made
him smile. It was bittersweet, quite literally. After he
had finished the coffee, he continued to explore.

There was a huge clock tower in the middle of the

town. It was nighttime as Lonnek patiently observed
the clock tower, and right above the clock tower, was a
moon, appearing closer than it actually was. It
seemed scary to him, but as he began to look at it
even more intently, he personified it. His mind gave it
huge teeth, a huge nose, and eyes that never blink, or
shut. It frightened him, a lot in fact, but the more it
frightened him, the more his desire for approaching it
grew. However, as he laid the palm of his hand on the
bumpy surface of the clock tower, and as he reached
towards the moon, a piercing, fearful scream stabbed
the air, which created more fear within Lonnek, and
everlasting noise pollution.

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Lonnek followed the sound. The sensitivity of his ears

led him exactly to where the scream came from. His
feet were surrounded by rubble, and blood. It
frightened him, but his interest in the scream allowed
him to completely shatter any feelings of fright. The

scream did not stop, it kept going and going, and it

seemed familiar to Lonnek. He then sees the girl he
saw before, when he was outside the town. They both
start staring at each other, and eventually, she let out
another scream, and ran away. Lonnek paced after
her like a lion after its prey, but what struck him as
odd is that the screaming stopped. As he was
running, a blunt force stopped him, which made him
trip. He looked behind him, only to see the same girl,
but something was different. She was dead,
murdered. A knife was piercing through her. Her body
was in a deep pool of blood, and her clothes were
soaked with gore. And on the knife, "Godot Coffee
Shop" was written. Two men suddenly appear before
Lonnek. He ran away as fast as a cat, and hid in the
rubble and blood he stumbled upon earlier. Something
was nudging his foot. It was a picture frame. The
picture consisted of a man, who seemed to be burning
with passion, and a woman, who seemed to be
melting with fear. They seemed to be mother and
father. In that same picture, however, were the
murdered boy that Lonnek stumbled upon earlier, and
the screaming girl, who had just been murdered
before Lonnek's presence. And next to them was
none other than Lonnek himself.