Crème Brûlée

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Crème Brûlée

Life had once been defined by linears and absolutes, moving forward at a steady pace. Just the way I liked it. But then we hit the loop and everything changed.

I became a chef because food makes sense. You add the right ingredients, get the temperature just right and your results are as predictable as they are tasty. I signed up to be the chef on the SS Eclipsion for similar reasons. Meals were three times a day at the same time every day and the freezer was well stocked. In my spare time, I planned menus, went to the gym, and stargazed. I liked the predictability of my routine and I really was happy in my role as an innocuous crew member.

The first time we hit the loop, I just thought I’d had a bad dream. After all, the reset point happened to coincide with the moment right before I normally woke up. And besides, getting trapped in a loop on the space-time continuum was the sort of thing that happened on Star Trek, not in real life.

The second time around, a feeling of déjâ vu overshadowed my entire day and I knew something wasn’t right with my routine. The third time, I realized what was happening—I had no idea why it was happening, but it was obvious we were stuck in some sort of loop. So I started paying more attention to the passing time, trying to figure when the loop went back to the reset point. Turns out it happened about three hours after the dinner rush.

The next time around I skipped my normal pre-bedtime aperitif and made my way down to the observation lounge, hoping I would find out what was causing the loop. Along with a handful of other innocuous crew members, I stood and watched as the Eclipsion approached some sort of anomaly. It was easily as big as the ship and its shape was impossible to describe. But the colours were something else. Incredible swirls of sparkling blue and gold light. Mesmerized, I watched as the anomaly pulsated and expanded toward the ship. The last thing I saw was an incredibly bright light. And then I was back in my bed, caught between sleep and something else.

The trouble was that no one else on the ship seemed to realize we were stuck in a loop, forced to relive the same day over and over again. They went about their business, blissfully unaware. After seven days of this, I began to envy them. After all, the Eclipsion was no Enterprise. There were no holodecks to help pass the time, just a Playstation 12 in the lounge. Let me tell you, playing the same game every day without being able to save your progress is a guaranteed exercise in frustration. And I won’t even bother trying to explain the insanity of a chef being forced to prepare exactly the same meal day after day. I just couldn’t live like that indefinitely.

So it was up to me to fix things. I tried to tell the captain about it at breakfast, but he looked at me like I was crazy. And when I spoke to his first mate, I was sent to see the ship’s therapist for a stress evaluation. The good doctor’s solution was to give me some pills to help me sleep. I tried befriending other people who worked on the bridge, but everyone thought I was nuts. Not cut out for the long trip through space.

You have to believe me when I say that I tried to fix this the easy way. I really didn’t want to hurt anyone. I liked being innocuous. I liked my life on the ship. But I was meant for straight lines and defined endings. I was not meant to go in circles until I became completely unhinged.

So, yes, in the end I poisoned everyone. It was the only way to be sure. I tried just poisoning just the captain first, and then the other commanding officers, but it didn’t change the outcome. I had to poison them all.

I see you writing in your notebook. I know you think I’m crazy. I really do feel bad about killing everyone, but I couldn’t spend another day inside that loop.

Thank goodness no one ever skipped dessert.

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This is my submission for this week’s speakeasy #151. We had to write a piece of fiction or poetry under 750 words that started with the line “Life had once been defined by linears and absolutes” and made some sort of reference to this photo:

You should come and check out the other submissions—and maybe even submit your own piece!

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Crème Brûlée image credit: Google Images

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44 thoughts on “Crème Brûlée

  1. That’s certainly one way to reset a time loop. 😀 And I might just go in for the speakeasy; it sounds like an interesting challenge. And with Trifecta going back to one a week…

    1. Well, you know, when all else fails there’s always poison. 😉

      Yes, you really should do the speakeasy. Seriously. I love reading your stuff, but some weeks all I have time for is the speakeasy submissions. So you’d be doing me a favour. 🙂

  2. Now Suzanne that really has explained to me at least what is this linears and absolutes. But you didn’t have to kill everyone to accomplish your goal.This is why you are a writer and i am not.I’ll give up my writing any day to read yours.It is so out of this world,I do not think I want to scare others by writing about Janna’s favorite line of linears and absolutes.
    Thanks Suzanne, I thoroughly enjoyed reading your submission.

    1. I’m glad you found it humorous – that was definitely what I was going for. Thank you so much for your comment – and for letting me know about the glitch with my blog. 🙂

  3. Oho! How does one explain away that one? I don’t blame the protagonist one bit. Having to cook an identical meal day after day would be maddening. I remember an episode of Star Trek: TNG where the Enterprise kept getting blown up over and over again, stuck in a loop. Too bad she didn’t have Geordie handy to listen to her. I really enjoyed the finish of this one. Excellent story!

    1. Thanks Eric! I had the same episode of Star Trek: TNG in mind as I wrote this. Geordie’s presence would definitely have saved some lives. 🙂

    1. Oh yeah, me too. Nothing beats a good crème brûlée!

      I think having to relive the same day like that would make me snap too. Thanks so much for your comments! 🙂

  4. Ack-imagine having to make the same dessert over and over again or having to play the same game without progressing-NO way!I do hope her poisoning everyone-a sweet way to leave the world-helped her get out of the loop-imagine if she had to poison everyone again and again and again..groan!Loved this ingenious take on the prompt Suzanne-the end made me laugh 🙂

    1. “A sweet way to leave the world” – I love the way you think, Atreyee! 😀

      Thanks so much for your comments. I’m thrilled I made you laugh! 🙂

      1. Lol,couldn’t help it Suzanne-your story inspired all my sweet “teeth” to say that 😀 And yes,it did and you have no idea how I love to laugh-am always doing it-even without any excuse or reason-great candidate for the asylum,what say? 😉

  5. That’s totally how ‘Groundhog Day’ should have ended! 🙂 I love this. It’s well written; nicely paced; so much fun; with a laugh out loud, wickedly shocking ending.

  6. Ha, loved the whole new take on ‘stuck in a rut’ concept of time. Makes me want to see the movie. Loved it!

  7. Of *course* one would poison the entire ship. That’s the obvious solution 😉 I loved this story and the matter-of-fact narrator’s voice. My favourite detail, though, was the last line’s throwback to the title. Nice.

  8. “I became a chef because food makes sense.” I adore that line, probably because I am a chef, and there is so much truth in your observation.

    You painted the horror and frustration of your N’s predicament very well. I don’t know what would eat me alive more, reliving the same day over and over again for eternity, or being perceived as crazy when I’m not. Awesome!

    1. That is high praise indeed, coming from an actual chef! By the way, you are welcome to stay with me anytime you come to Ottawa! 😉

      Thank you so much for your great comments, Karen! 🙂

  9. “I see you writing in your notebook. I know you think I’m crazy. I really do feel bad about killing everyone, but I couldn’t spend another day inside that loop.”

    I LOVE this. Great voice, and I love a story with mass murder 🙂

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