Monday, April 25, 2011

Flop

I think I might have knocked out 2 or 3 people.

Either by shocking them

or

by having my tail side swipe them across the face.



I can't last long. Salt. I need it.

Deena's Diner must hold some shakers.

Flop
The door opens.
Flop.
I enter.
Flop.
Another one down.

I grab the salt shaker. Throw the top in the direction of the stunned body on the floor. I gulp down the salt.

Flop.

The ground darkens.
A shadow.
He's here.