Date Posted:Tuesday, February 15, 06:37:32pm Author: JayBee Subject: Witness - 100 words In reply to:
Shanola
's message, "Seeing the Invisible Zine Drabbles" on Sunday, February 13, 09:24:34pm
Late at night, the dead watched Walter.
Frigid drafts of air assaulted his skin. Amorphous shadows lurked in peripheral vision. Disembodied footsteps circled the main floor, pausing as they passed the entrance to Munitions. In the silence, he felt lifeless eyes inspect him. Then the hollow echo resumed and moved away.
One night, the footsteps crossed the threshold and headed for his worktable.
"What do you want from me?" he screamed.
No one answered. The sound stopped and never entered Munitions again.
The answer came to him the next day. Knowing it, he lost his fear.
