Invisible for the Day

Invisible for the Day

Waking up for the day, I swung my legs out of bed, God my head feels funny, I wonder what happened last night. I try to slip my feet into my slippers, but I can’t see them, no not my slippers, my feet, oh my god where are my feet, they were there last night, I’m sure they were. Of course they were, you stupid woman, I chastise my myself. Oh my god, oh my god, I’ve lost my feet. “Stop it,” I say out loud, “You’re dreaming, lay down, wake up again, and it will all be fine”.  I lay back in bed pulling the covers around me, snuggling back down, I close my eyes. I must have been tired as I dozed off, slipping back into a dream world.

What’s that noise, my head hurts must shut it up, it’s so loud, I know that sound. I try to open my eyes, but it's too bright. Still that sound is deafening me. My brain fuzz clears a little, I know what it is, I’ve heard it before, it's my alarm, of course, my alarm, it's time to get up, work, I have work. Panic setting in now, I jump out of bed, no time for slippers, I charge out of my room and into the bathroom. I threw myself down onto the toilet while grabbing my toothbrush. God that was a funny dream I had, I chuckle to myself, losing my feet, how stupid, it’s amazing how your brain works when you are asleep. I walk to the sink and spit out my toothpaste, I’m still learning over the sink when I realise, didn’t see my reflection in the mirror when I bent over, or my hand when I flushed the toilet. No now I definitely awake now, maybe I’m blind, no I can see the sink. I move my hand under my face in the sink, it's not there, maybe I’m paralysed. A dribble of toothpaste falls from my mouth and onto my hand, I can feel it and see it, but it's floating in mid-air. Slowly I stand up, my eyes closed to scared to look, I opened my right eye first just peeking a little as if to trick my reflection, I have no reflection, other than a bit of toothpaste on my chin. I grip the sink to keep me upright.

I stumble into the kitchen, Tea, I need Tea. I flick the kettle on, stumbling back into a chair, jumping back up as the cold metal touches my bare bottom. I tried clothes, but they could be seen, I could not, so I took them off. Grabbing my tea, I phone work tell them I’ll be late, I’ll be in when I feel better later, no, of course, I wasn’t hungover. Drinking my tea, retracing my footsteps of last night, what had happened. Of course that card, I rush to the hallway, and pull out the card, the gold edged purple card, with gold writing.

Haroun the Great

Magician, Hypnotist

and

Mysticism

Flat 9a, 52b Newburgh Street. W1F 7BT

It's coming back now, the show, we went to see a show, I laughed and said he could hypnotise me. Maybe that's it he had made me think I’m invisible. I’ll take a selfie, I rummage for my phone, pulling it out, 15 missed calls from Carla, best phone her back. I ring her, she’s in tears.

“I’m invisible, Alan can’t see me” She blubbed down the phone

“I can’t see her” called Alan “ I can hear her and feel her, but not see her.”

“Me too” Strangely this news is actually relaxed me, but it did mean I really was invisible, wow, actually this was pretty cool. “I’ll be round in five minutes” I grabbed the card from the table and my keys, and slammed the door shut.

It was only when I got outside that I realised in my haste I was still naked, but then no one could see me, so who cares. I walk down the street, head high, the wind teasing my naked body, I shiver, but I don’t care. Now I know how the naked rambler feels, and it’s good, very good.

Carla opened the door, at least I think she did, the door opened, and Alan wasn’t touching it, she hugged me, I felt naked flesh oh god.

“Oh god you’re naked” we both shout at once, jumping away from each other. “Yuck.”

“I don’t mind” Said Alan, waving his arms around trying to find us. We both laugh. He is still stumbling around feeling for us as Carla flicks the kettle on.

“What do we do?” Carla asked

“I guess we need to find him, Haroun the Great,” I said, “It’s all we can do.”

“Who, But where? How?” I pull the card out from the back of my phone and held it towards her voice. We giggle. This could be fun.