Bromford Below - Part 16

 

They are all coming back.

I recognize the Muslim couple from Apartment 16 with the beautiful view on the twin towers of nowadays' highest building complex in Bromford, the friendly town by the bay and seaside. Sayid Jarrah and Noor Abed called "Nadia" Jazeem are their names. They are engaged or used to be twelve years ago. Maybe they are married today?

»Be careful, Bromford Bibble«, the llama whispers. »You cannot write couples because you have never been one.«

Oh, I have always been a couple, I think looking around the persons surrounding me. I have always been a couple of personalities, enough to fill a waggon in an underground train with. I was never alone in my head. There have been all these voices talking to and about me.

And as kind of a prove the llama responds to my thoughts, »I mean you have never been part of a couple, dude. And don't think that we two were an odd couple, now.«

Did the two of them have their happy ending - Sayid and his Nadia? Or were they just lost like all the others? In the end - or was it the ending? - they stepped into the light like all the rest of them - like all of us will have to do one day. But was it Nadia or Shannon by his side?

»It wasn't easy on and off that island, you know?« That's Sayid talking to Kylie and Nigel. »They were always trying to use me for what I am and was - a soldier and a torturer. But I am no terrorist. I do not build and place bombs.«

»No«, I hear Nadia say to Professor Sideburns, »I haven't heard of the island of Greenlion. Where is it? It is a nice place?«

Why is everybody talking about islands right now? Is it a hint? Does it have to say something to me? And are all these islands part of Hawai'i?

»Do you now see what I mean, dude?«

No, llama, I don't know what you are talking about, I think.

»The Easter Island is somewhere in that big ocean between Sydney and Los Angeles«, the llama continues. »Ever thought about that? And the island isn't half as Christian as the name says it is.«

Everybody is looking at me now. Do I have to say something? Is it my time to speak now?

»That is very interesting«, Professor Sideburns joins in, »the Easter Island got its' name from the first recorded European contact with the island on 5 April 1722, Easter Sunday, by Dutch navigator Jacob Roggeveen.«

That must be wrong. The name must be Herman van Roggeveen, my head tells me.

»And do you remember all these standing idols?« the llama asks now being Professor Sideburn's student of archaeology all over again.

»Made of black stone, with overly large heads, which comprise three-eighths the size of the whole statue - which has no legs«, the professor adds.

»They all shown the great God the Rapa Nui people worshipped called Mo'ai«, the llama says.

»That's not exactly…«, the professors begins before being interrupted.

»And Mo'ai was an omnipotent extra-terrestrial being from the planet of Magrathea, located in orbit around the twin suns Soulianis and Rahm in the heart of the Horsehead Nebula. It was the home of a new form of specialist industry - custom-made, luxury planet building«, the llama continues. » Mo'ai had no legs and did not want and need no legs!«

»That is not…«, Professor Sideburns stammers.

»And Black Mountain was the home of the church of the Great Mo'ai who ruled the whole quadrant of the universe«, the llama proclaims. »And the standing idols all gazed inland when the Europeans arrived. They were guarding their people preventing them from leaving the island. But when the first Europeans left with their ships they turned around to watch the Ocean to make sure these strangelings would never return. And you should have seen their eyes, tar-black irises or nothing but pupils and snow-white scleras. Always wide open, always on the guard, always watching and seeing everything. Nowadays, these eyes are buried on the Easter Island, looking deep below, into the deepest depths of Earth itself. That is what a great man once taught me.«

»Iiiiiiiiiiiiiehhhh«, the professor shrieks a shrill scream, »I don't know what this animal is talking about.«

»Arrrgh, shut up, Burnside!«

That was… kind of strange, I think. Or another strange thing added on top of all the other stranger things.

What train of thoughts brought me from Bromford, the friendly town by the bay and seaside, to the Easter Island?

And Sayid says his good-byes with an unsettling warning,

»Be careful, Bromford Bibble. These tunnels are full of monsters.«

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"Bromford"

I blame you Bromford
For showing me things you never should
Show a young girl
In this cruel world.

Because life's not a happy ending
I'm sure there is some
Like Johnny and June
And maybe other people too

They all would have been killed
In the sound of music
La da da la dada
They would have found out that
Pinocchio could never tell the truth

She wouldn't make it to shore, the little mermaid
He would have married a whore
From a wealthy family, after all he was royalty


Cinderella would have scrubbed those floors
Till her hands grew old and tired
And nobody would look her way
That's just the way it goes today

I blame you Bromford
For showing me things you never should
Show a young girl
In this cruel world

Because life's not a happy ending
I'm sure there is some
Like Johnny and June
And maybe other people too

And maybe other people too
And maybe other people too
And maybe other people too
And maybe other people too
And maybe other people too
Like me and you