Thursday 24 September 2015

Mugging Without A Camera



I couldn’t understand what was taking the guy so long to understand the concept. He was in a suit and was thus rich, or at least richer than me, and I had a gun pointed at him and thus would now relieve him of some of that richness or else he’d become rich in lead.

But he just stood there, his head tilted to the side, staring at me with blank, almost dead eyes.

“I said, gimme your watch!” I tried again.

Then, he smiled.

“Watch!”

His flesh began to dissolve into smoke, then it began to dissolve my flesh…

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