Bruce Banner is bored, sitting on the sofa, right next to me.
The room is mostly empty except for a CRT television with a basic connection and the old sofa.
It is a big room.
We are alone, and I am frightened.
I know his alter ego, The Hulk. He knows I know and the truth sits between us uncomfortably.
In that respect, the room is not as empty as it seems.
Our boredom is a palatable cloud of air, wisping itself around the air we breathe in and out.
Our mutual anxiety in this situation is tangible, a force gluing us to the cushions of this old sofa.
The room is nearly empty, but we are suffocating in the manifestations of our own unbalanced minds.
“I’m not afraid of the Hulk.” I say, aiming for a light conversational tone.
Bruce picks up the cue and opts for nonchalance. “No? He is a monster.”
The light from the television flickers against his skin, and we make eye contact.
The truth between us expands in size, pushing us apart.
We now know that we both are only pretending to watch the television violence, senselessness, bad math, ill-planned marketing strategies, inferior products, and hypocritical cries for fundraising. Any one of those television basics could break the tenuous hold on our sanity.
We are holding onto a thin golden thread woven from the basics of etiquette and the wonders of meditation. We are ignoring the pictures flickering across the screen.
Bruce Banner is bored, I am fearful, and our heightened emotions clutter the empty room.
“The Hulk can’t help what he is. But you… you shatter and he’s freed. I’m afraid of you. You are prone to breaking, and I’m afraid I am, too.”
“You are more afraid of two bored, anxious nerds than of a rampaging, super-sized beast?” His face is wrinkled in confusion.
He doesn’t understand and his lack of comprehension is just one more reason to fear him.
There is nothing in the world more frightful than a bored, shatterable mind.
Except maybe the reflection of yourself in the eyes of a person with one of the minds in question.
The Daily Post Prompt: You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/01/09/daily-prompt-fear/