[ WP ] You go for a quick run to a convenience store and upon returning home you realize you 've been gone for a week .

It was typical, my keys were stuck in the door, I had told Karen a million times that the bloody landlord was incompetent but, of course, he was Juilie's Uncle so we could n't cause a fuss. Well this was the last straw, cold shower this morning and keys not even going in the keyhole was just too much, I resolved to call him and give him an earful as soon as I got in. 
 
 I rang the doorbell; at least Karen would be in, she'd just been getting in the shower when I left for the paper and so hopefully she was out by now and dried, or she would moan at me for making her track water through the house. 
 
 The door opened and Karen was there, she looked at me and her face was in shock, mine must have been a bit surprised too as her eyes were red and puffy as if she had been crying. She stood, frozen. 
 
 `` My God'' What's wrong, I reached out and touched her and it seemed to break the spell. 
 
 She screamed and hurled herself into my arms, her voice incoherent but I could just pick out a few words'missing','thank god','dead'. I half carried her through towards the living room but as I got into the hallway Karen's mother burst from the Kitchen. Karen was still strung around my neck in tears. 
 
 `` Daniel?'' Karen's mother began as if she had no idea who I was `` Jesus, thank god'' she ran forward and joined Karen in hugging me. 
 
 `` What's going on? I managed to ask through the hugs. Mary, is it Jack?'' Her father had a bad heart `` Is Jack okay? What happened?'' 
 
 Her mother broke away and looked at me puzzled `` Where have you been?'' Her face was pleading and confused. 
 
 I pulled Karen away from me, she was finally starting to make sense again `` Where have you been?'' I could now make out her asking too. 
 
 `` Er, the 7-11?'' I gestured to the bag I was carrying, for the paper and, y'know, milk?'' I opened the bag and pulled the milk out, through the plastic it was brown and curdled. `` What the fuck? I just bought this, fucking 7-11!'' My voice rose in irritation. 
 
 Karen looked up into my face `` Daniel, you've been gone for a week, where have you been?'' 
 
 This was either a very strange and well done prank or something very odd had happened. `` I... I do n't know what's going on.'' Karen burst into tears again. 
 
 Hours later the police had questioned me thoroughly and no one seemed to be any the wiser. As far as I could tell the 7-11 cameras showed me leaving the store and getting into my car. Traffic cams showed me almost all the way home but lost me when I left the main road and then, nothing. No sign of me, or my car for a week. 
 
 A doctor had checked me and I showed no signs of trauma or malnutrition. The only signs that anything at all had happened was the soles of my shoes which had melted slightly and hardened again. The police did not like that and they had been taken away with all of my clothes. 
 
 For now they were claiming that I had either had a psychotic break or, the unspoken alternative was that I had done this myself and this was a big act. I could hear the policeman in the kitchen explaining to Karen that it was not uncommon for men at my age, which was only 34 for God's sake, to decide to'peace out' for a bit and enjoy a bit of freedom without my family. Just normally they would have found some spending on credit cards but on me there was nothing. 
 
 Karen finally would let me out of her sight for a moment, I'm not sure that she cared what had happened to me, she was so happy that I was home. After all the cups of tea I pretty desperately needed to pee and so I slipped into our en suite and let loose into the toilet. 
 
 Humming a happy tune, the day had been strange but not traumatic for me at least, I looked around. All normal here. I looked down and things were not normal. My pee was blue, dark blue. I panicked, this was definitely unusual and the doctor had been clear, anything unusual and I should let people know. 
 
 I tried to stop the flow but 6 cups of tea in a couple of hours had done their job and it was impossible. A new thought occurred to me, I should save some of this. Looking around there was nothing in reach that I could use and so with a quick whipping motion I moved across to the sink and pushed down the plug. I hoped Karen would forgive me. 
 
 The sink slowly filled with blue pee and I felt a deep relief, in fact I felt good. Really really good. I felt like taking off my T-shirt good and so standing in the bathroom that's what I did. 
 
 I felt good enough to peel off my chest but that would be ridiculous but still, I could almost feel how good it would be. As my chest opened up and my ribs spread back to reveal my innards I felt an almost orgasmic sense or relief and pleasure. It looked so funny looking down, my chest open, blue pee flowing and the shine of the metallic organs whirring and beating in perfect synchronicity.
