josh

I must be quick for I hear them coming.

I must be brave for I sense a presence troubling. I must be wise for I do not know their cunning. I must be gentle for I fear they are not loving. I must be cautious for I see my end becoming. I must be quick, I must start running.

tom

I must be quick for I hear them coming.

Don't look for me, that is what they want. Don't waste time mourning. Our work must continue. I have uploaded my research to the usual place. The artefacts we uncovered at the dig are real. Everything they've taught us is a lie. Tell Molly I User Disconnected.

tom

Our legs dangled off the side of the dock.

"Do you promise?" He asked, gazing out to sea, his fingers worrying a splinter of wood free. "I promise." There was a heavy throbbing joy in his chest, the exquisite leaden pain of love. A car pulled up nearby. "That's me." Lips brushed his cheek and she was gone.

josh

Our legs dangled off the side of the dock.

Southport Newquay Every Saturday morning, Gus and I dreamt of faraway places the boats were venturing. Lowestoft Newhaven Today you were nowhere to be seen. John O’Groats I scanned the fluctuating waters. “HEY! JOHNNY!” Disbelief. “GUS! WHERE ARE YOU HEADED?” Waves muffled your voice. Stavanger “WHERE!?” Waves again. “Please stay.”

josh

The sound of a piano drifted downstairs.

They answered on the second dial. “Mr Baptiste…” “It’s happening again.” “Mr Baptiste there is nothing we can do about nocturnal ivory tickling.” “You make it sound appealing.” “Sounds beautiful from where we’re sat.” I hung up and headed straight for the broom cupboard. I’d had it with that piano.

tom

The sound of a piano drifted downstairs.

The detective frowned, "You said there was no-one else home." "I... must have left the radio on." She uttered, flatly. A wrong key. A pause. Thee Blind Mice started again. "Paperwork?" Her head shook. He lent to his radio, "We have a suspected 374, unauthorised possession of a child."