Wet Paint

By Simon R. Gardner

sfgenreI sat watching twinkling lights in the smog of dusk circling outside the large open window. Bathed in a glorious heat that reminded me of my childhood in the suburbs of Cairo, I tried to keep still as Abdel positioned the headset and then fastened it under my chin.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Abdel said, his voice just a murmur now.

"Have you set it for 3.15?" I said, as my fingernails prised clefts in the soft wood of the old school chair he’d salvaged.

"Give or take 30 seconds."

"Don't be lazy, Abdel," I scolded. "It's got to be 3.15 exactly!"

I closed my eyes as I felt the vibration beginning, and as I opened them again a few seconds later I was somehow surprised to find I was in complete darkness. I was sat in what felt like the back seat of a moving car, with two large bodies pressed up tightly against me on either side.

The bodies made crude jokes about their wives as the car made its way past noisy street vendors and people who were free — or at least sounded as such — before turning into a bumpy unpaved street that I could feel through my lower back. The thick air and the smell of leather jackets made me retch repeatedly, much to their amusement. Even blindfolded, I thought I knew where we were going.

The wheels slowed to a halt, and I heard what sounded like a large metal gate creak open, and then shut with a loud clunk behind us as the car crawled through. As doors opened and the air rushed in, I was taken roughly by my arms into the short-lived freedom of the outside, which ended suddenly with a short set of steps and an automatic door. Inside, the building too smelled of heat and leather and something else I couldn't put my finger on, and as we walked down a corridor I couldn’t help but wonder why I’d spent my whole life associating automatic doors with safety.


They took the cloth from my face, momentarily blinding me under the strip lighting. As I regained my focus, I saw sitting in front of me, at a neat desk with ordered papers and family photographs, a small, fat man, with glasses and sparkling eyes.

"Name?" he said, his eyes still rifling through paperwork.

I looked around, not sure if he was talking to me, until I felt the sharp prod just below my shoulder blade.

"Magid Ashour,” I croaked, “my father used to work for the police in …”

"And why have you come to see me today, Magid?" he said, cutting me off. He looked up at me for the first time, and I felt myself getting goosebumps as I saw he was smirking.

"I don't know, sir," I said, trying to stop myself shaking before instantly feeling a slap on the side of my head from one of the men behind me.

"What brings Magid to see us sergeant?"

"He's our resident graffiti artist. We caught him on a side street with two cans in his bag, fifty metres away there was a new message. It was still wet."

The fat man seemed to ponder this information for an eternity, wiping his brow with a dirty handkerchief and rubbing his stubby fingers up and down the gold rails of his glasses.

"Magid Ashour. You have been arrested on suspicion of causing a public nuisance, defacing public property, vandalism ..."

A smirk crept again around his lips, slowly arcing over his face like it was mapping my future.

"... and crimes against the dignity of the state."

“Sir,” I stammered, but the fat man cut me off once again, his eyes returning to his paperwork as he muttered, "Take him downstairs."


The smell became stronger as the men frog-marched me further into the labyrinthine building, and then into a windowless room with what looked like a tape recorder and two laptops sitting on a table. The sergeant, with a smile that looked like he was greeting an old friend, pushed me down into a metal chair with no arms.

"Are you going to read my mind?" I said, looking at the computers, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them.

The men laughed.

"Where do you think you are, Magid? You've been watching too many movies. We have nothing so sophisticated here."

As if on that signal, one of the men retrieved a strip of rubber hose that was hanging from a nail in the corner of the room and turned towards me grinning.

Like a spell broken, my visceral and uncontrollable reaction was to reach up and pull the headset and wires off my head. I felt the sudden ecstasy of relief to find I was staring once again at my cousin Abdel, sitting with eyes wide open in his room on the tenth floor of our apartment building in Giza.

"And you still want to go ahead with it, Magid?" Abdel said, looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"Of course," I said, realising that my hands were still shaking.

"But maybe we'll leave half an hour later."

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About The Author

 Simon R. Gardner

Simon R. Gardner is a writer from the United Kingdom. His fiction has been published or is forthcoming in OPEN, Freshwater and SVJO, while his essays have appeared in The Atlantic, the Los Angeles Review of Books, The New Republic, and others.



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