That Thing

“Thanks for bringing me up here, man. I needed to get out and do something.”

“Dude, no problem. I’m glad you came.”

“So, wait, all this time, he’d been walking around like this?”

“Yeah, man. I mean, no fucking wonder, right? Could you imagine? When was the last time you saw him?”

“I don’t know, Christmas? Maybe even longer. I can’t believe he was like shooting modeling jobs and shit like that.”

“I know, it’s crazy. Poor dude.”

“What about his wife? I heard they’re having another kid.”

“I know, man. I don’t know WHAT the hell they’re gonna do.”

“Jesus, it’s fucking grim, man.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty fucked... HOLY SHIT! DID YOU SEE THAT?”

“What?”

“Wait! Wait! There it is, through the trees! You see it?”

“Oh yeah. Holy fuck!”

“Man, look at that thing! I didn’t know we had those around here.”

“It’s fucking beautiful, man.”

“It’s a sign, man. Don't you think?”

“Look at those colors!”

    

“I’m tellin’ ya, it’s a sign.”

“Look how it moves. Watch how it moves, man, it’s incredible.”

“It’s perfect. You know, it’s like ancient or something... Hey, whaddya think? You think we could catch it?

“What? What are you doing?”

“I don’t know, I was gonna hit it with a rock or something.”

“Dude, don’t do that!”

“Really?”