She settles into the hotel bedroom for a night of watching porn videos that have been sent in by her viewers and relaxing with the door locked.
Why are guides always so flighty? When the man that’s supposed to be taking Elena to the Egyptian town of Saint Catherine runs off, that’s exactly what she finds herself asking. The trip is rough and long. When she finally gets to the town, all that Elena wants to do is sit down and relax.
Not too much later, she finds herself falling asleep beneath the cheap, cotton sheets. That night, she meets with a man that she swears she knows. His name rests on the tip of his tongue and the sight of him makes Elena’s heart beat a little bit faster in her chest.
But is that face really familiar? Or is it just another remnant of a dream that Elena only sort of remembers?
Elena’s 75 Short Story Series