Hey, Ya’ll! Here’s today Monday Short Tale.
Troy crept through the halls of the asylum. He couldn’t let on to anyone that he was here; to do so would be certain death. He still couldn’t quite process just what had led him to be here, hiding from forces he couldn’t see.
Just 24 hours before, he’d been a typical teenager hanging out with his buddies in the school gym, skipping class. The normal antics of teenagers bored with school.
One of his friends, not his closest, came up with an idea to end the boredom.
“Tomorrow night, we should all go check out the old asylum down on 6th avenue.”
Complete silence until it was broken with the snick of a lighter. Troy’s best friend, Mikey, clicked his lighter off.
“Ah, why not. I can’t go drag racing down the Boulevard anyway; I’m still busted for the F in Chemistry. No Pass, No car.”
With Mikey’s assent, it didn’t take long for the other four guys to agree as well, Troy doing so last. His gut instinct screamed it wouldn’t end well.
Next time, he’d listen to those instincts.
Troy plastered himself against the wall as he heard footsteps around the corridor. There shouldn’t be anyone here but him, not with the other guys long dead. But this wasn’t the first occurrence of the phantom footsteps tonight.
He closed his blue eyes as the footsteps came closer and closer. He knew there was no escape; he would soon join his friends.
The last thing Troy ever saw was gleaming yellow eyes over a cruel mouth twisted in a snarl.
I’ll have another post later this week, hopefully tomorrow, regarding future content for Simply Paradise & Haven as well as my goals for 2020. So look for that soon!
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