Not the social justice kind, of course. Here’s a little treat courtesy of my new best friend and one of the commenters at Sigma Game, who inadvertently produced a line that I thought sounded… familiar. So, naturally, I took the opportunity to turn it into a short story. Do enjoy, and feel free to discuss on SG.
A BRAVE TALE OF A TRUE HEART
I’ve been walking my crush home since last week to protect her from all the creeps walking around. Next week I’m going to introduce myself to her.
Right now, though, I was content to stay in the shadows, watching from a distance as she made her way down the dimly lit sidewalk. Her name was Elise, and she worked the late shift at the diner on 5th and Main. Every night at 11:30, she stepped out, adjusted her bag over her shoulder, and started the six-block walk to her apartment. And every night, I followed.
Not in a creepy way. At least, I hoped not. The city had gotten bad lately—muggers, weirdos, and worse. The kind of things most people didn’t believe in until it was too late. I’d seen the news reports: Missing Persons. Unexplained Attacks. Animal Maulings. The cops didn’t have a clue. But I did.
I knew what was out there.
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