I present this story following theinkwell's call, in which he warns us that the key word is "chocolate" and that we should highlight some genre, as he describes them in the post Characteristics of the Genres. I hope it pleases. Best regards.
ELITE
I bet he told you it was "fate that brought you here," didn't he? You think you are pawns in the hands of higher beings, when in fact you are pawns in the hands of your own subconscious, run amok.
Philip K. Dick. Confessions of a Crap Artist
The young man enters the dark building, with its futuristic architecture and flashing lights. His goal was to reach an elevated floor, but by mistake, he pressed the wrong button and the elevator door opens. He descends to a lower level, where a heady fragrance of chocolate captivates him and arouses his curiosity. The irresistible aroma of chocolate flooded the air and enveloped him like a tantalizing spell. His senses awakened and his attention was diverted to a half-open door revealing a feast of exquisite desserts. His eyes lit up at the sight and his stomach began to growl. Tempted by the sweetness presented to him, he decides to abandon his initial objective and enter this unfamiliar floor.
Intrigued by the delicious fragrance, his curiosity and craving were stronger than his sense of responsibility. Without a second thought, he decided to set aside his original destination and ventured into this lower floor, captivated by the promise of satisfying his taste for chocolate. Upon entering the room, he was amazed by the view. A table covered with a wide variety of desserts, all made with chocolate in different shapes and textures, immediately whetted his appetite. There were decadent chocolate cakes, smooth and seductive truffles, cups of hot chocolate with swirls of cream and a myriad of tempting treats.
The young man couldn't resist and began to taste one after another, allowing himself to be swept away by the exquisite explosion of flavors in his mouth. As he enjoyed each bite, he realized he was not alone. A group of young men, equally enchanted by the irresistible dessert offerings, were sharing the same room. He quickly struck up conversations with them, sharing laughs and enjoying the desserts. Although reluctant at first, he is carried away by the warm atmosphere and camaraderie that develops in that strange waiting room.
Between laughter and enthusiastic comments about the different flavors and combinations, a spontaneous camaraderie was generated. Everyone seemed to be waiting for something or someone, but at that moment, the pleasure of chocolate desserts united them and created a playful and pleasant atmosphere.
The young man let himself be carried away by the conversation and interaction with those fellow delighters, temporarily forgetting his initial objective and enjoying that moment of shared indulgence. As he tasted another exquisite chocolate dessert, he realized that he had found an unexpected refuge in this place, a temporary escape from the worries and daily routine.
Time passed quickly in that corner of indulgent pleasure. As time passed, the protagonist was carried away by the festive atmosphere and lively conversations. The hours seemed to pass quickly as the group explored the pleasures of chocolate and shared laughter and anecdotes. Although he knew he should return to his true destination, he felt nostalgic as he imagined that this fleeting encounter might have been more than just a chance meeting in an unfamiliar place.
A pretty, sharp-minded girl approaches him and proposes an intellectual challenge.
-Have you ever heard your thoughts echo, she says.
-No, I've never had that experience. What do you mean, he asks, intrigued.
-Well, let me put a riddle to you. Listen carefully. "I am the echo of your thoughts, the shadow of your words, always present but never seen. Who am I?
-Hmm, sounds interesting. Let me think for a moment... Could I be the subconscious," he says, pondering.
-Very close, but that's not the right answer, she says, smiling.
-So, you're telling me that the echo of my thoughts has another way of manifesting itself?
-Exactly. Think of something more abstract, something that transcends the limits of the mind.
-I'm trying to unravel your riddle, but every answer that comes to mind seems unsatisfactory, he says, frowning.
-That's because the answer lies not just in your thoughts, but in something much broader and deeper.
-Could it be... the collective consciousness, he asks, full of curiosity.
The girl nods.
-Very good! You have arrived at the right answer. The echo of your thoughts is the connection we all share as human beings, a resonance that transcends the individual and unites us on a deeper level.
-That's a fascinating way to look at it. I've never thought of it that way before, he says, impressed.
-That's the wonderful thing about enigmas, they challenge us to think differently and explore new perspectives. Don't you find it exciting," she says, now smiling.
-It definitely is," he says, nodding. -Thank you for posing this riddle to me and helping me see things from a broader perspective.
From there, a special spark arises between them, a magnetic attraction that envelops them in a deep connection. As time goes by, they get into conversations about love and dreams. After six hours, the girl mentions the possibility of being pregnant. They both feel a knot in their stomachs as anguish and hope intertwine in their thoughts. She heads to the bathroom to take a pregnancy test, which finally yields a negative result. A sigh of relief washes over them, but also a twinge of nostalgia for the future that could have been.
At that moment, an older man looking like a millionaire executive enters the room. His gaze falls on the girl with contempt, and without hesitation, he approaches the young protagonist and calls him by name. The executive expresses his concern and frustration at having sought him out and waited for so long. She urges him to go up to the floor that corresponds to him, while hugging him tightly.
The young man, confused and disoriented, accepts the executive's embrace and they let themselves be led back to the elevator. The girl stays behind, staring at the digital clock on the wall indicating the elevator's ascent. Her eyes reflect a mixture of surprise and melancholy as she watches the elevator rise, moving away from her and the fleeting encounter with the young man.
I loved the story. I followed and you captivated me in all honesty. Especially the dialogue. However, I'm confused. What is this genre?
Hello, thank you for your review. As I wrote above, the genre, in principle, had to do with science fiction, hence the reference to Philip K Dick, the attempt to recreate a futuristic building, the slowed down or accelerated time, but out of the ordinary, and, finally, the abrupt break of the plot by an unexpected character; However, to continue that route would have taken me more words than allowed; therefore, my story can be specifically catalogued within the fantastic genre, understanding that the building, more than a universe in itself, is a small kingdom dominated by those above, an aspect symbolized by the elevator.
Yeah... I wanted to ask that question untill I read your comment @deraaa .
If I'm to say an any genre without think I will just say drama 😂.
So I anticipated. Greetings.
Your story is charming and intriguing, @morey-lezama. All the chocolate, the encounter with the girl and the riddle add up to a story that one would be hard pressed to sum up if asked the question, "what is the story about?" Yet it's a lovely read and captivating from beginning to end. What is the genre you chose?
Thank you for sharing your story in The Ink Well, and for reading and commenting on the work of other community members.
Thank you for your comment and rating. I think the story is easy to summarize: it has to do with the impossible relationships resulting from the divisions created by humanity itself, hence the girl's challenge has to do with the collective unconscious.
The genre, in principle, had to do with science fiction, hence the initial nod to Philip K Dick, the building with futuristic architecture, the time element that passes very quickly and, finally, the positive channel of the relationship cut off unexpectedly by an external agent; However, in order to highlight symbolic elements, such as the fact that the building represents the existing universe, I would have taken more words than allowed, therefore, my story can be classified specifically within the fantasy genre, understanding that the building, rather than a universe itself, is a small kingdom dominated by those above who do not mix with those below, an element that I try to represent in the elevator.
You have done a great job developing this plot. It captivated me from the start till the end. The riddle you brought in gave the story a distinctive approach. Well-done @morey-lezama for this nice story.
Thank you very much for your kind support.
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