Shelli stared at the words taunting her from her smart pad. The cursor blinked, blinked, blinked, waiting for her to reply.
YOU ARE BEING WATCHED – DO NOT LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER. HE IS THERE.
She could barely stand the tension that erupted in her skin. Shelli’s neck kinked and knotted and she felt her shoulders hunch tighter toward her ears.
DO NOT LOOK (blink, blink, blink) The murmur of the others in the coffee shop grew into a cacophony as Shelli debated answering.
Why are you telling me this? What do you want me to do?
SIMPLE. YOU RUN. NOW! . . .
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Okay, now I probably won’t be able to go to sleep for trying to finish this in my dream/wakefulness. This is in reply to Velvet Verbosity’s word of the week: MURMUR.
Yeah, I don’t know where it came from, either. But, I will leave you with it for the night – or to read over your morning coffee. Be careful – don’t look over your shoulder. HE might be there.
Picture from this site.