She smiled, turned the key in the lock, then walked away from the empty old house for the last time, jumped into her car and drove off following the moving van down the deserted country road.
Inside the attic walls only the spiders and mice could hear the steady heartbeat of the man who lay muffled and bound in the pitch black.
VN:F [1.9.22_1171]Moving Day,
3 thoughts on “Moving Day”
Oh I like this one! Hopeful and then DARK! ^_^ Very cool.
This is almost Poe-ish! OOOOO I like this one!
He has a steady heartbeat? He must be calm … or unconscious.