Hopefully; We Are Together

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++++++ **By [[*user WatcherKatrielle]]**

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Date: April 24, 2039

An old man was standing behind a bench which sat an old man very similar in nature. The bench was made of smooth stone much like the pier made of brick, also made of stone. The sunset at the horizon with a warm bright yellow; A color that many use to signify the end of the world, but the sun uses it as the main color of brightness.

The man standing asks, "May I sit too?"

The man sitting on the bench never turned from seeing the sunset, "You're the same as me, aren't you?"

"Of course I am. This will also be my final sight as a once-immortal."

The standing man slowly shuffled with his short cane to the front of the bench. He sat down with assistance from the cane. When the man finally sat down, his cane cracked loudly but didn't break.

"I don't think I'll be able to walk again. Not that I wanted to anyways."

"Age catches up to everyone eventually. It just crawled for the both of us."

"Age certainly took it's time, then again that's its thing. How long have you sat here?"

"Twelve hours."

"How was life for you?"

While the two men talked, they could hear the local clock tower tick.

"It was beautiful." //Tick.//

"This view is a beauty." //Tick.//

"It's the greatest sense of beauty that's still alive. Sauel was a good man. Met him myself." //Tick.//

"You cannot forget about his __[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-179 sister.]__ She was... beautiful, I cannot think of another word to describe her. Blame my old age!" The man laughed loudly that was cut off by a cough that sounded extremely bad for the man's life, not that it mattered. //Tick.//

"We both cannot forgot them, they contributed to The SCP Foundation so much during interstellar missions." //Tick.//

"Do you remember SCP-████?" //Tick.//

The man who recently sat on the bench did not hear the number that the other man said but he pretended like he did, "No, I do not. What was it again?" //Tick.//

"An afterlife that we made so we would have all our dead employees would be in the same place." //Tick.//

"Right, we made that so very long ago. Thirty years ago right?" //Tick.//

"Not that long ago for us. For us, it's just a blink." //Tick.//

"Makes me wonder, why did the immortals make an afterlife?" //Tick.//

"It's not like anyone else got the experience." //Tick.//

There was a long silence. Neither man knew how long it was but it was long.

"Hopefully; We are together in that afterlife."

A tick followed by the clock tower's bell tolling. Throughout the toll, the cane of the man who originally sat on the stone bench cracked under the pressure the man was giving it. Gravity helped the man by making the man fall backwards with his back touching the backrest of the bench. The dead man's eyes focused on the sunset, as still as a statue.

"It would be rude to close your eyes right now. The view is magnificent."

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> **Author:** Dimitrio Lewis
> **License:** __[*https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/ CC BY-SA 2.0]__
> **Source Link:** https://www.flickr.com/photos/9642816@N03/2513616891
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