March 23, 2017

“The red light flashed and droned. It said: I have him, I have him. I looked for the man. I looked for him in the hallway, in the bathroom, upon the staircase. I put my ears to the walls and listened for him banging about within the plaster. I looked beneath the bed, behind the couch, within the cushions. The man was not there. The man was not anywhere. The man was not in the house. The red light shone. The red light burned a hole through the side of the house…”

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