A Stranger in Huancayo (or, the Clash) Flash Fiction

((A supernatural skeptic of a misassembled alien) (Flash Fiction))

The crash

Part One

The stranger

In some worlds, in some orbs, within this vast universe, animals are endowed with human reasoning, exposed to the nervousness of society and their individual, slow, daily, tiring behavior, that is, endless negative actions, or rounds of idiomatic psychological dependencies, obsessions, never and never really being satisfied, along with inferiority complexes, paranoia, like humans, these mysterious beings have what we might call breaking points, or better known on earth as, breaks, just like that you and I can have, there is therapy, of course, for us humans, but the question had come up on the planet Toso: “Is there therapy on earth for our species, which deals with mental illness, because there isn’t any.” in Toso?”

On the planet Toso, in the past, the mentally ill are exterminated, considered useless, a drain on the economy, a danger to society and beyond resurrection to a full and healthy life, so they can never give a contribution. to society.

And so, with that being said, the question arises, as Dr. Lee did, “Why did Iratel (now renamed Alfred) come to earth and to the city of Huancayo?”

I’m sure if you ask him Alfred he wouldn’t mind answering, it’s not that he didn’t know or even have the answer in his brain, just that he didn’t care, and therefore I’ll answer for him, and for anyone who can. meet Dr. Lee.

Doctor Lee, was approached by what I called Toso’s Horde, Toso being the planet the beings came from, which is deep in the Dark Galaxy. They don’t have psychologists there, but they wanted to experiment with Iratel, to see if it was curable. As I understand it, it was due to some protests (or so I gathered) on your planet that were not doing much, if anything, for the mentally ill. And so he was forced to bring hard data to the planet’s medical community, which was hopeless, and the old traditions continued.

It was suggested that the alien resembled a bulldog demon more than a being as we know it as an inhuman form. I’ll describe him in a moment, but first let me tell you: he was a bitter, alienated, withdrawn patient of Dr. Lee, he had this kind of weird look on his face, like he wanted to eat you, instead of talking to you. or be heard, or even addressed in any way.

He spoke several dozen languages, including English and Spanish. On his planet, she had no friends to speak of. She was left with what he called the vanished horde of the planet, the dead spirits, unwilling to leave his past behind. He faced daily humiliation over his illness, harboring a mountain of shame.

“But why Huancayo?” you may be asking

Well, yours had read my fifty-something articles about Huancayo, how beautiful the Mantaro Valley was, how peaceful it was for retirees, and that’s why they chose this region of the earth, a place of tranquility where the sun rose almost every day. days, and the food was healthy and the air was fresh, and Dr. Lee being a psychologist, they thought one is as good as the other, why not Dr. Lee who is also a part-time writer?

As you can see, it wasn’t a very difficult process for the alien to choose Dr. Lee for the task. Therefore, he got the job; five hundred Toso dollars a month, which I’m still not sure what the money could have bought.

In fact, for this reason, he took on this task, to try to resolve Iratel’s paranoia, reset his thinking, help him bridge the gap, as Dr. Lee calls it, between false thinking and logical thinking. thinking, depression, and anxiety, along with manic behaviors; to help create a state of stability.

During these months of trial and error, of trying to get to Alfred, who was sort of in a state of dissociation most of the time, but was also trying to imitate the behavior of those around him to no avail (social comparison) little, if no progress was made, and he was sending these notes from Dr. Lee, on him, progress notes, that is, transmitting them to his home planet; the machine that Dr. Lee used, I had never seen before, where by means of a simple box, and an electric current that ran from one pole to the other, it emitted a kind of electric beam, a beam of light, almost lightning-like , as you read the transcript (notes), were immediately received at Toso; amazing to say the least.

During these years, Dr. Lee had shared his home with his patient, Alfred, learning that he had no real love, for humanity or even his kind, but was not, for the most part, aggressive; sex was indifferent to him, death for him was an escape from reality, he thought about it, he just thought that he would let someone else do the dirty work, when they were good and ready, and with his other obsessions / (that he had several, one being surrounded by too many people, another being obsessed with having everything perfectly balanced, etc.), he said little, because at Toso there was no psychologist, and no one in particular, trained to listen, and now Dr. Lee was seeing why.

Dr. Lee had expressed sympathy for Alfred, concerned about the lack of progress, even with medication, hypnosis and continuous talk therapy, psychoanalytic therapy, operant conditioning (response and reward), but gave him no explanation for his emotional monotony. : that being, no emotion expressed on almost any topic, and no pattern of responses for rewards. Besides, with his expressionless eyes and barely breathable air about him, he had expressed to the doctor, in not-so-subtle terms, that death would be welcome.

With the lack of success, and Alfred remaining in a somewhat withdrawn state, Lee felt that perhaps he should send him back to his world, but fearing that it would not favor him in the sense that he would get rid of him. It was a death sentence, belatedly.

The crash

(The second part)

As Alfred continued to tuck his tail, into his pants, wear a mask to hide his dog-like face, and keep his paws inside his jacket pockets, all that was outwardly human was his posture, his upright, upright gait.

He lived a messy life, attended to insignificant events, not to be too noticed, wished to live undisturbed, a sad mental image indeed.

Then a transcendental event occurred, Hyde, a masseuse, from Huancayo, whom the doctor usually used to relieve his tension, had her job in Alfred. The doctor had learned in life, and on earth, no matter how ugly or mean or selfish a human man is, he can find a wife, it’s usually just a matter of time and familiarity on the part of women, if the Man really is patient, and Alfred was (although he wasn’t human), and Hyde saw him week after week, day after day, and then all day long. Now, if anything, she was used to him, possibly she didn’t even see the dog-like appearance of him.

He said little, didn’t complain at all, and had little if any interest in his company, but was welcomed if not often overlooked, an odd couple to say the least, but they became engaged and even married. they got married

Of course, they didn’t have a big wedding, in fact, they didn’t invite any family members, nor any of their friends, and it was just the two of them, the preacher and the doctor. Hyde knew that this is how Alfred would prefer it, although his family was unhappy with the ruling.

Hundreds of times, if not close to thousands, the Toso authorities tried to contact him, but Alfred, after the wedding, never sent them another progress report, even though the doctor gave it to him to do so. Perhaps it was because of the lack of progress that he indicated in the reports, or he did not wish to inform them for personal reasons, or he was simply in a long and ongoing depression, and they triggered an even deeper one. In any case, he alarmed the Toso government that what they had feared was actually taking place, the mixing of races.

On the 23rd of September, the tenth year of Alfred’s therapy, and their first full year of marriage, a spaceship, de Toso, was waiting for Alfred, after contacting the doctor, and there was really no escape for the doctor. To lie, it was easy enough to have his memory of notes read into his mind, by some form of telepathy a member of the spaceship had had (a gift some of the Toso beings had and mastered), however, the doctor explained the truth of willingly told them the matter, saying:

“Hyde can’t have children.”

However, this was what they considered to be useless therapy for their race as a whole, which they had expressed before allowing this experiment to precede, thus demonstrating what they already knew and expected. However, it had to be documented, and turned over to the protesting authorities in Toso, that their genetically diseased patients, or unbalanced Toso beings, who were deemed to have abnormal behavior towards them, were to be destroyed lest they infect the future generations.

For the most part it was an experiment, one called in brackets to show your society that it was incapable of helping these individuals. That it was not a lack of compassion or sympathy for them, but rather, of consideration, in allowing such people to be put in the ‘shock’. A way of getting rid of their mentally ill kind, a way of death for them, so they brought Alfred to their ship, and as they took off, Hyde, seeing this, grabbed onto a railing attached to the side of the ship. ship, next to the door. , hanging tight, Alfred watching her through the window, as the ship began to climb, higher and higher, maybe at this moment, forty feet tall, she begged him to open the door, no one even beside her (so therefore he could have if he wanted) and she yelled at him to take her with him but he just stared into her eyes through the porthole glass as she had to let go of the bar by the door and fell and died. , he had whispered as he went to sit in his seat, for the long journey back to his planet, where he would be pushed off the ship 20,000 feet to this death, over the Dead Ocean, to feed the denizens of the deep, told him. he said to the waitress who was behind him, several meters away, who could have saved her too, who was his guard, “Thanks for reading my mind, I wanted her to fall.”

He didn’t have a tear in his eye, although she did.

Note: Written in the Café “La Mia Mamma”, September 12, 2008, originally, “A stranger in Huancayo”. Dedicated to Ximena Herrera, who happened to stop by while I was writing this story, and I finished having lunch, writing on a napkin.

Written in the afternoon, at the “Mie Mamma” cafe, in El Tambo, Huancayo, Peru, 9-16-2008

Dedicated to Ximena Herrera (my goddaughter)