Wednesday, January 31, 2035 / 21 Dhu al-Qadah 1456
Adab 5-2 Kaldtfjell
Adab scorers: Yargab (29’, 40’), Yissakar (57’, 88’), al-Kufa (76’)
Saturday, February 3, 2035 / 24 Dhu al-Qadah 1456
San Ortelio 2-4 Adab
Adab scorers: Yissakar (28’, 56’), Yargab (77’), Arthur (85’)
Snapshots of the lives of the people involved in Adabian football and those associated with them
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Chapter 37: Room, Part 2
November 22, 2034 / 11 Ramadan 1456
AFA Headquarters
Adab City
“Hello?! For God’s sake, come on!” she shrieked almost at the top of her lungs, banging against the door. The world had been plunged into darkness, that world being the elevator that they were in. She sighed loudly, then again launched her fists against the door. Tong, tong, tong.
“Look,” said the voice behind her, nervous and shaky but nevertheless trying to stay calm, “they’ll come for us soon, alright? I mean people, someone is bound to use the elevator sooner or later. There’s many people here, one of them will notice soon.”
She gnashed her teeth and let out a heavy breath, craning her neck upwards somewhat as she turned from the door to the man behind her. In the darkness she could barely see his figure, leaning back against the wall, almost completely blending in with the void. “You know what?” Her voice was low and breathy, halfway between anger and frustration. “Maybe if someone had bothered to charge their phone, we would have been able to call people that we know to get us out of this thing.”
“Your totally fully recharged phone doesn’t have signal, so you’re not exactly helping either,” he countered, leaning forward and off the wall, tentatively approaching her.
“At least I’m trying,” she insisted, yet again pulling the phone out of her pocket to see if she could do something. There was still no signal, no available Wi-Fi connection. “God, can’t they just demolish this building and replace with, I don’t know, a more Internet-friendly building?” Her voice grew even lower, but also softer, as she brought the phone even closer to her bowed head, scrolling up and down rapidly on the phone. “This is ridiculous.”
“Just because there’s no signal doesn’t mean we should just destroy the entire building and rebuild it all over again,” Alulim Sinmuballit commented.
“It’s a joke,” Emma Arthur quickly countered.
“I know,” Alu shrugged and rolled his eyes upwards, running one hand up and down the back of his head. “Look, Emms, just calm down and take a deep breath. No one’s gonna realize that we’re missing for hours. Give it thirty minutes or something.”
Emma Arthur stood still, even as Alu trudged towards her. No more than three feet separated them. In the darkness, her voice was infected with frustration. She did not even meet his eyes as he approached her, instead looking to his left and right and down at her phone. “This whole thing is a joke. I can’t even use the emergency button.”
“Just calm down, for God’s sake,” Alu said, his wide-open eyes and unsteady breathing barely hiding his own growing frustration. “They’re going to come for us.”
“And exactly how long will it take, mister? What if we run out of oxygen and suffocate before they realize what’s going on?”
“It’s not going to happen, Emma. We’ve literally been here for, what, fifteen minutes?” Alu insisted. They had inched just slightly closer now. Slightly, but closer. No more than two feet were between them. Yet although Alu’s eyes were on her, she avoided his gaze still, her eyes darting between the phone and the expanse of black that enveloped her and him.
When they were not talking, the silence was eerie. No light (except the one emitted by the phone), no sound. He would just solemnly move between the center of the floor and the wall. She would knock on the door, bang on the door, lean against it. But now they were both on the center of the floor, two figures attempting to see each other through the darkness.
“Emma, just look at me.” He had slowed down his breathing, trying to project calm. His voice was softly begging. She finally obeyed him, even if only reluctantly, even if her face betrayed her displeasure. Her lips were clenched shut, her eyes narrowed, teeth gnashing. “Hey, look, are you alright?”
Her words came out almost monotonously, but her eyes finally met his. “I’m alright, Alu, thanks for asking.”
“You don’t sound too pleased about it,” Alu said.
“None of your business,” she countered.
Then they were silent for a while, simply holding each other in their gaze. They thought they could hear -if only for brief, fleeting moments – the hissing of the machine, or the sound of footsteps above or below them. But there were no signs that help was here.
“Look,” Alu began, clearing his throat, his voice almost faint. “I… I don’t know how to say this, but, uh, I feel like there’s something between- no, I mean, uh, separating us. Like, I feel like I’m trying to reach you, but you’re just not there. You’re… colder now.”
“I’m not colder. That’s just the way I am. I mean that’s always been the way I am.”
“Nah, you used to be happier. Or appear to be happier,” Alu said. “Look, Emma, I think I know you quite well and, uh… you know me quite well, too. I know- I mean I may not actually know for sure, but I think I can feel it when there’s something… different. I just want you to know that… if you need anything, I’m here for you.”
“Well, thanks. I’ve always known that.”
“You don’t seem to appreciate it that much.”
“Well, I do. I mean, I really do.” She again lowered her eyes to escape his gaze, although this time – having put the phone back in her pocket – they traveled to the dark, dark floor between the outlines of Alu’s feet. She slid one foot forward, just to have the tip of her shoe touch his and make sure that those were his feet, his shoes that she thought she was looking at in the darkness.
She cleared her throat. “You know, there’s something that I gotta tell you.”
He nodded in understanding. “There’s… actually there’s something that I need to tell you too.”
Adab lineup for MD14 and MD15
Starting lineup: Chandrasekar, Altun, Enmerkar, Issou, Frangieh, Arthur (VC), Sinmuballit, Orlev, Al-Kufa, Yissakar, Yargab (C)
Substitutes: Marramzi, Al-Tikriti, Sharkalisharri, Akshak, Thomas, al-Muntar, Samanu, Emmita, Uhwan, Zambiya, Akaptaha, Barzani









































