miscellaneous stories

Run

I sat on my couch in my living room reading my newest book, Jane Eyre, when the lights go out. I panic and shut my book and run to the doorway to see if the rest of the house lights are off too, but, just as I get there and get a split second look to see that all the other lights are off too, they all come back on. I turn around in a slow circle to look for anyone messing with the lights when a bright pink sticky note on the front door window catches my eye. Cautiously, I walk over to it and read what it has to say:

Run.

I know exactly who is coming. The Society. I've done some bad things in the past for money and I've come to regret it but the Society isn't the forgiving type.

I race back to my room and pack up all the things I may need and then sprint out the door. I'm going to my best friend's house. It's not the first time they've done this but after that I don't know where I'm going. I have a feeling they're going to be persistent this time.