Thursday, March 5, 2009


at first, ebben noticed the softness of the sound of the footsteps.

he only heard them when he concentrated his attention on them, like someone would concentrate their eyesight on a thing far away.

he was thankful that it was quiet, so he could concentrate.

it wasn't his dog, who was outside in his pen and, at the least, would've barked loudly enough to take the neighbors if it was an intruder. so he didn't think it was a burglar.

then he realized the footsteps were by the spirits of those he had wronged, and they were coming for revenge.

he felt fear.

he fainted.

as he lost consciousness, he was suprised that he was afraid of possible threats, and because he didn't know how strong it would be.

his heart stopped.

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