obelisk 2026
Through the faint shadows of the trees, I spot a figure standing there, motionless. He has a pale white face with blank, hollow eyes. His clothes are ripped, full of holes and dirt, as if he’ s been there for years. He’ s silent, just watching me. I stare at him, trying to make out who it is, until I realize it is the missing man thought to be dead years ago, James Poe. His left hand is holding an old brown journal.“ Could it be?” I ask myself. The same brown journal that has been lying on the old, dusty desk is now in the hands of the missing journalist.
The figure takes a step forward, then another, slowly approaching the cabin door. I panic and slam the door shut. I take in a brief moment of relief as my breath slows. Click, the lock turns from the outside.
A harsh reality sets in. I haven’ t shut the danger out. I’ ve just sealed myself inside. Creaaaak. I hear footsteps across the floorboards again.
~ Sebastian M.
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