A Lone Walk
Jeff loved to take a stroll alone along a street deserted by many. Only few he had seen stroll with him. He liked the solitary quietness. It helped him vent out the stress of the day. It also helped to lighten up. It was a panacea for him.
Though the night seemed like other nights, it was different. He had an unusual eerie feeling like the night had something up its sleeves. He ignored it and kept moving.
He hadn’t gone very far when he heard footsteps. They were coming from miles behind. He wasn’t bothered. He assumed it was someone like him, one of the solitude seekers. The footsteps drew close. They came at a faster pace. They sounded like someone was on their trail. This elicited a ruffled feeling in him which was doused when the sound receded and faded away. He looked sideways swiftly like a pendulum. Nothing was in sight. He looked behind. Nobody followed.
As he turned around, out of the blue it appeared, a sabre-toothed twin-headed monster. He jumped and screamed.
He was back to where it took off. He was back to the real world. He lay frozen with eyes wide open.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleOh my gosh, Thompson. I was really scared of your story. It was as if my spirit flew away and separated from my body for a moment. Especially while I was reading this story, suddenly something rang behind me. Good job. Very well done.
Thank you, Lotchie. I’m glad the story stood up to its genre.
You’re most welcome, Thompson.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleYou’ve tactfully used suspense elements with a disturbed psychological state to enhance drama, action, and paranoia of the setting and plot to promote an overall unsettling atmosphere. Well done!
Thank you Dipayan. I’m glad I was able to address the theme well.
You’re welcome.
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