Judgement Day
‘I’m sorry to tell you this, but you are decidedly average,’ said the angel, peering at me over the spectacles dangling precariously on the end of his long nose.
More …‘I’m sorry to tell you this, but you are decidedly average,’ said the angel, peering at me over the spectacles dangling precariously on the end of his long nose.
More …‘Show me the film.’ I demanded.
More …I jiggled my legs nervously, then straightened my bowtie. I knew I shouldn’t have worn it, but it was too late to do anything about it. I’d look stupid if she arrived now, and I was fiddling with it. Stay calm, I told myself. Deep breaths.
More …‘Mum, I’m doing it already!’ Lucy called out over her shoulder. She held the trash at arm’s length, pointing her nose firmly in the opposite direction. She walked down the hallway to the back door. Opening it with one hand, she slid outside.
More …“What do you mean you had an affair with an eldritch horror?”
More …‘How do you plea?’ Drawled the judge, clearly bored.
More …I turned the small nub of candle over in my hands. The wax felt slippery against my fingers. It looked like a regular soy candle, cream colored and only about the width of two fingers. It had obviously been used may times before with its blackened wick and ridges of melted wax down its sides. Only about an inch of it remained.
More …I sat in the living room with the television on and the blinds open. There wasn’t anything interesting on, just the afternoon news. That wasn’t why I was there. Every five minutes I peeked out the widow, trying to make it seem like I wasn’t looking. The mailman passed our letter box. I jumped up like I had been electrocuted, and immediately regretted it.
More …I sat at the edge of the pool, soaking in the late afternoon sun. My feet dangled in the water, and I enjoyed the relief from the heat. The water distorted my reflection - long curly dark red hair in a high ponytail, mini denim shorts and a white bikini top.
More …I cursed silently, ducking behind the cash register. I tried to conduct my raids at a time when I thought no one else would be at the supermarket. Surprisingly this was around lunchtime. These days people were afraid of coming into the light, afraid of being seen. Ever since the AI’s had retired.
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