Storage Space – A Link To The Afterlife

24
Jun

Storage Space – A Link To The Afterlife

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Ben knew that the human brain was an incredible enigma, a vast storage space of ideas and inclinations, thoughts and emotional impulses. Since childhood Ben had understood that it was his brain that gave him the mental capacity to form words and pictures in his mind, to reason, to see and know anything at all. Ben was confident in his perceptions and his intelligence, until one chilly October day that left him dumbstruck.

That particular morning, the clouds hung heavy in the sky and the temperature was dropping rapidly. The weatherman had said to expect lows in the teens by nightfall. The town was preparing for a cold front that might bring snow before morning. Wanting to get a jump on the last of the raking before the weather turned, Ben went out to the old storage space in his backyard that held his lawn and garden tools.

As he went to open the door to the storage space , he felt an eerie sensation. The hairs all along the back of his neck and up his arms stood on end. Ben quickly switched from surprise to reason, assuming that the chill in the air was what had done it. Bens backyard rested up against the old town cemetery. It was a beautiful graveyard with stones that were over 200 years old. Ben rarely saw anyone in the cemetery, which had long ago stopped accepting the deceased, as the acreage that it occupied had been long since used up. Out of the corner of his eye, Ben thought he saw someone in the cemetery but did not look up. He opened the door to the storage space , reached in and retrieved his rake from a hook on the wall, and closed the door.

Ben had the distinct feeling that he was being watched as he walked around the shed. Again, from the corner of his eye he saw movement, and this time, he looked up. A man and a woman were standing at the fence that divided Bens property from the cemetery property. They were holding hands, staring directly at Ben with unwavering eyes. They did not move. They did not smile. Ben thought they must be wearing costumes, maybe actors in a play nearby, because they seemed to be dressed as if they were in the 1920s. Ben nodded and smiled. He wondered if they wanted to talk to him about something since they were standing at his fence and staring at him.

Ben started toward the couple and as he came within 30 feet of them, he opened his mouth to speak. Before he could utter the word hello, the figures disappeared into thin air. The rake fell to the ground as Ben stopped in his tracks. His usually cool and calm brain reeled and spun as he tried to make sense of what he had just witnessed. Had they ever been there at all? Where had they gone? Who were they and why did they stare at him so intently? Ben scanned the length of the cemetery looking for any sign of the vanished couple, but there was nothing.

Perplexed and scared, Ben walked back up towards the house to put the rake back on the hook in the storage space and as he did, the end of the rake jostled a small box up on a shelf that he had never really paid attention to. He opened the rusted metal box and revealed a collection of old photographs, faded with age. The box must have been a storage space for photos of the people that had originally owned the house which was built in the early 1920s. As Ben sat looking through the pictures, the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He was holding in his had a picture of the very couple that had just been staring at him from behind the fence. He realized that they had been the original owners of his home. Ben found out that day that there are some things that even the mighty human brain can not fully fathom.

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