What are you looking for?

«What are you looking for?».
The creepy voice forced him to flee out.
“Why I was inside?” thought the guy on the pavement when he fell down.
“I remember, I was alone, walking around. Then that house called me to go in” he reflected, as he continued to pick himself up.
“But this isn’t the place I was going to…” he suddenly realised, starting to freak out.
Then he ran away fighting with scary shadows, not looking behind.
“Or maybe I’m just dreaming the world where I’m living in…” and he pinched his arm to wake up.

(pubblicato nell’antologia “Prepositionally Challenged – Vol. 1”, 2020)