"Who's There?"

I always hated it when people asked that. Because if for some reason I'm going to do dark and terrible things to you, and you ask who I am and what I'm doing... I'm going to turn all polite and answer. God people are stupid.

Fear. I live off of it. So instead of going right for the punch line I decided to play with this poor fool first.

I raised my hand and set the lights flickering on and off again. The man started to whimper.

I smiled.

The End

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