Black Minidisc

I'm with Baldur, my brother, and someone else at Baldur's place. It's cold and gray outside and we're smoking on the balcony. We go to a communal kitchen lounge on one of the top floors of the large concrete apartment block.

It's crowded. There's a meeting because there was an accident in a stairwell. A girl died and the building is being evacuated. I'm nervous because I was involved with the affair, but no one knows it. The stairwell was still under construction. It was narrow with exposed wood and insulation.

The girl committed suicide or was murdered. On a black minidisc I had recorded a conversation with her. My voice was on it and we said explained the murder. The minidisc was still on the ground in the stairwell. I was worried but I couldn't go back to retrieve it. It would be too suspicious.

We walk outside onto a lawn in front of the block with low hills. It was evening now and the ground was covered with snow and slush. I realized that I was barefoot and my feet were very cold in the slush.

I had to go back inside to get shoes. An older, short, balding man approached me. He used to be a teacher of mine. He hands me the minidisc, says he found it, that I probably need it and should take better care of it. His carefree manner tells me he doesn't know what's on the disc. Relief.
It's late in the night and the streets of Reykjavík are wet. I'm walking through town with Ýr, on the way to an afterparty.

Alex pulls up to us in an old white Volvo and tells me I have to get in. Mom is having serious problems with the credit card. I get in the car and try to remember if we had charged anything recently.