Sunday, August 17, 2014

Waiting For Me

     My monocle flashed red.  I pressed its orientation button, activating a set of on-screen instructions.  “Rotate head twenty degrees left.  Tilt ten degrees down,” it read.  I did as advised and flipped the auto-zoom toggle.
     At first, all was dark.  Then night-vision activated.  I shuddered.
     A beast crouched at the base of a tree along the river’s bank.  Its eyes glowed yellow as they zoned-in on my fleshy torso.  His maw opened a fraction, just enough to reveal glints of teeth even from two hundred yards.
     It can’t get me from across the river, I thought.  Until the barge lands.

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