Apple Ghost

Jeff stretched his arms as he wondered what to eat for dinner. “Kirsten, what should we have tonight?”

“I don’t know” She replied…as usual.

He thought for a second, he wasn’t quite hungry but it was six and time to start thinking about such things. He’d found that if he waited till 7:30 choices would become more difficult and he would surely be hungry. The ‘I’ll just skip dinner and eat a snack routine’ never worked for his 240 pound frame. Inevitably, he would become hungry.

“Let’s use that new ITouch App we got, and see if it gives us any good ideas.” Jeff thought.

“Okay but I’m not too hungry.” Kirsten said indicating a state that would most likely make it difficult to come up with a final decision.

Jeff got up from the couch, and looked around his small cluttered apartment. There was no light on the ceiling, just some reading lamps and the tv, giving the room a dream-like orange and blue hue. He could tell he was feeling lazy as he concentrated on the way the carpet felt between his toes. He only notices things like that when he’s feeling lazy. His brain, he wondered, must be so bored as to find interest in even the most mundane of things.

He liked to use the iTouch when he was on the John and so he walked to the master bedroom and turned to the bathroom, walked in, turned the light on and found the iTouch there. Clicking the only real button on the thing, brought him to the “locked” screen showing a beautiful picture of Kirsten and him at their wedding. Interestingly he noted how dark the background was, even though his memories were all very bright blue as the rehearsal took place during the afternoon and early evening.

He slid the iTouch unlocked and opened up the new UrbanSpoon app that they had downloaded this weekend. He gave the iTouch a vigorous shake, probably more vigorous than was necessary he thought, but it got the job done. It came with a couple of standard choices that he quickly passed by. Burgers, no too cheap and greasy, Steak, no to expensive. He shook it again, not looking at the screen, he yelled out of the bathroom to Kirsten who was now in the kitchen cleaning dishes, “I don’t know sweetheart, seems like the same old stuff…”

Just then he heard a yelp and the iTouch vibrated in his hand.

“What the ...?!” He wasn’t sure if it shocked him or vibrated, maybe he was shaking too vigorously, that’s nuts, he thought.

He wasn’t sure what the sound was, was it him, did he yelp. He didn’t think so.

“You alright, Jeff” Kirsten asked from the kitchen having heard some commotion.

“Yeah I think so, craziest thing though, the iTouch made a noise I think and shocked me.”

He had dropped the iTouch on the ground. It was laying in front of him with a black screen.

“I think it’s broken.”

“You should’ve got the insurance on it.” Kirsten said.

Jeff grimaced as she was right once again.

He worried about picking up the iTouch, would it shock him again. The black screen was slightly ominous and he felt a strange feeling like he was being watched. He leaned over to pick up the iTouch and just before his fingers could grab it, the screen lit up blue and grey forming what seemed to be the outline of a ghostly woman, and very loudly he heard the breathy voice.

“NO! Jeff! NO!”

He jumped back shocked by what he heard,

“Holy God! Kirsten, what the ... come look!!”

He looked away just for a second, or did he blink he didn’t know but when he tried to focus on the iTouch again it was on the locked screen as if nothing had happened.

Kirsten ran into the bathroom, Jeff was standing just out of the doorway looking at the iTouch laying on the bathroom floor. She ran in, “What’s the matter? Are you okay? Good lord you scared me!”

“I just saw the craziest thing, the iTouch shocked me then it was on the ground completely black and when I tried to pick it up the screen showed the face of a woman, and it said, “No, Jeff, No”.

“Don’t say that kind of stuff,” Kirsten said, “you’re scaring me.”

“There’s got to be a logical explanation" he thought. Surely this wasn’t a ghost, maybe it was his imagination. He had drank a couple beers that evening. "I need to sit down a second" he thought. This can’t be right.