All Ears India: White Surveillance Cam

“It is the steel cream-color hour of night. Fog suffuses between the 

auburn brick walls of the old town and melting the ridged contours to silhouettes. 

Only the neon red light of an “Open” sign points its way into

the mist. Where to cannot be discerned. Yet.

Fog City Diner seems almost abandoned at split second after split second

after split second, the ominous omni-present. Church bells chime from afar –

the entrance door’s little bell merely tinkles.

I am, but a shadowgraph.”

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A gloomy and mysterious story. Read the whole piece at All Ears India.