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“An Ekranoplan?” I said. “What the fuck is an Ekranoplan?”
“An Ekranoplan is a Caspian Sea Monster. A wing in ground effect vehicle. It was designed by the Russians during the Cold War,” Spiritual said to me.
We were having Some Coffee and a Few Laughs near a picnic table outside the hospitality room at The Kings Island Resort and Conference Center. The site of CINCYPAA. Only, CINCYPAA was about four months ago. We just decided to drive out, and hang around the picnic area outside. Near the sliding glass door patio of the hospitality room. Room 105. Ah, yes. We were reminiscing. Thinking back. Remember when? We wanted to be around where some good times took place.
“Sounds strange,” I said.
“It is,” Spiritual said, “it really, really is,” he said.
Suddenly, Spiritual began choking on some of his coffee. It was gas station coffee.
“Spiritual!” I said. “are,” I said, “are you okay?” I said to him.
Spiritual just held his throat. He made a weird wheezing sound.
“Spritual!” I said. “I need you to answer me!” I said to him. Spiritual was not cooperating. This was serious. Obviously, something was wrong.
“Spiritual!”
He fell to the ground. He kept holding his throat.
And then he stopped moving.
William Comparetto
© 2006