Well, here we find ourselves again, slave to the Drabble and the Party that it spawns!
Oh, woe to the readers and writers of micro-fiction, for it is they that keep the world boxed in 100 word segments!
For the time of Friday Night Drabble Party is at hand! Glory be to the words that are neither 99 nor 101!
Okay, I’m done.
Tonight I’m going old school with this drabble.
An Ode to HPL
He knew if he waited they would show themselves. He had heard them in the wall, crawling and scratching. The rats.
He had the landlady, Mrs. Controu, place her ear to the wall, but she insisted there was nothing. Nothing? The gall of that woman! He heard them! Heard them even as she offered up her false denial!
She was a part of it, he knew. She had set them to torment his life, to plague him with their scratching, to steal his sleep.
So he waited in the wall; waited for them to come.
But they were not rats.
Disclaimer: When dealing with vermin, please consult a professional.
Welcome back to the Party, y’all!
If you have a look around you’ll see I did some rearranging of the website. Gotta get all professional looking, ya know what I mean?
Speaking of professional, I will be at the Asheville Comic Expo tomorrow (Saturday 21st) from 11am to 7pm. I’ll be selling and signing books, handing out gruesome goodies, and just chatting it up with fans and readers and other professional artistic type peoples. You should come by. Seriously. Do it. Come by. DO IT!
But what you’re really here for is tonight’s Drabble, right? RIGHT?
Then let’s get to it!
“Fifteen seconds until reentry,” Computer said. “Please prepare all passengers for landing.”
Flames enveloped the hull as the vessel hit the upper atmosphere. Computer made all the calculations required to shield the occupants.
“Reentry complete,” Computer said. “Adjusting course for Home Base. Please remain harnessed until further instructed.”
Computer banked the vessel and came in at the correct speed and trajectory to land safely, setting the vessel down with only a minimum of disturbance.
“The Company thanks you for your service. You may now disembark.”
“You may now disembark.”
The skeletons strapped into the harnesses refused to answer.
Disclaimer: Purchase of ticket does not constitute Company’s agreement to keep you alive. Please read all Terms and fill out the mandatory Will before boarding.