Darkness tightly wrapped it’s cloak upon Forest Dr. A warm dry breeze, rare in this time of year, sweeps dust and leaves. The dragging sound seems louder as there is no competition for noise. Distant street lights try in vain to keep back the darkness.
Two figures slowly walk away from the Star Bar. Their course extended by gin and only possible because of the tonic. They bounce like pinballs toward some great unknown world lost in the night.
“Hey, dude! There’s a body. Ya think, It’s dead. Dead body.” Michael stumbles through the words
“I don’t.. don’t know. Never seen a dead body outside before ” Ralph takes a hard right trying to turn left to look at the body in the bench.
Michael reaches out to touch the body.
“Leave me alone!” The dead body responds moving it’s arms.”I’m sleeping”
Both bodies somber up quickly and disappear into the night.
Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, details are available at flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com