11 April 2012
I wish none of this happened and it was just a normal day like Monday, well maybe not like Monday and a bit more like Sunday when most people go to the beach or lie down on the sofa and watch TV for hours and hours.
The figure I think heard the clock strike twelve and stared following the sound. I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me towards the big old wooden grandfather clock. The figure though got there before me and as it got closer or moved slower, and slower, until it stopped just in front of or and watched the metal bar gently sway from side to side.
Then turned around twice and then disappeared into the clock...
Midnight Part 6 • Opuss № I