Non Sequitur Stories

Scope Creep

They knows they should not be hereā€¦ Alone, walking nervously in the passageway– they freeze. Ahead of him an arc-like stain of crimson appears embracing the silhouette of the fedora floating above a worn trench both shaking in the misty smoke covering the ground. It approaches. From beneath the fedora, behind a muffler, unyielding eyes […]