Labyrinth of Memories
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A short story by Jason K Powers
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*clack*clack*clack*clack* echo’s through the long concrete hallway as his heels hit the floor with each step.  He can hear the sound of metal sliding doors creaking and cracking in other parts of this maze of hallways he is walking through.  Somehow forces in the back of his mind make them open and close, each one independent of another, and seemingly at random, but they are so far off down other hallways, it doesn’t bother him really.
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He passes doors on the left and on the right, reading the plaques above each door as he passes.  December 17^th, 2005, reads one.  Chasing a Kite, reads another.  First Fight.  First Kiss.  Car Wreck 2001.  Death of a Friend.  December 19^th, 1998, and on and on and on.  Some doors are bigger than others.  Some plaques have fallen off over time and all that remains is the faded outline of what was once there.  Some doors are padlocked, some double.  There are some spaces where a door should be, but seem left unused.  Perhaps to be filled later.
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One door is open as he passes, so he looks in…
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