He opened the blind and peered out into the dark street, it’s features barely visible by the dying streetlight.
Something was moving out there, he couldn’t see it but he knew it was there. Watching. Watching him. Watching his every move until it decided it was time to end the watching and begin it’s work.
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2 opinions for Watching, Waiting
Leo
Oct 3, 2006 at 11:14 am
Awesome!
Great descriptions, very subtle but effective. The suspense builds!
Alan
Oct 3, 2006 at 11:38 pm
Thanks Leo, the good thing about writing in 55 words is that all of the fluff gets cut out of your work by necessity :-)
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