Wednesday, December 3, 2008

A visitor

The snow squeaked and crunched underfoot as the heavy boot pressed down.

The darkness of the long neglected garden, was punctuated by a beam of light coming from the kitchen window. Inside the sounds of a late night DJ playing Christmas songs filled the space inside and beyond the house. The watcher moved slowly but deliberately towards the back door.

One step further and a foot struck something, bringing a small pile of cut logs tumbling down in front of the visitor. A look up to the window saw no movement. A short wait but still nothing.

Treading onwards, the visitor noticed that several more lights had been switched on indicating the path Joe had taken round the house. He was upstairs now. A chance to get inside.

As the watcher moved towards the door, he stopped. He noticed....

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