http://streamoc.wordpress.com Just another WordPress.com weblog Wed, 14 May 2008 22:46:02 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ http://s2.wp.com/i/buttonw-com.png http://streamoc.wordpress.com http://streamoc.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/no-place-to-go/ http://streamoc.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/no-place-to-go/#comments Wed, 14 May 2008 22:46:02 +0000 bsruth http://streamoc.wordpress.com/?p=5 Continue reading →]]> Zelous was running down the middle of the street, with no particular destination in mind.  He knew he was being chased, though the physical presence of the pursuer had never been verified.  Better keep on moving.  It did seem odd that the streets were empty at this hour.  One would expect them to be filled with peddlers trying to sell their useless, secon-hand wares to unsuspecting tourists.  But there was no one.  All doors and windows were closed and barred.  There was no time to consider the why behind such a questionable situation at this point, as he had to get away.  When reaching the end of Fells St., he stopped to look back.  Nothing.  Not a soul.  Why was he running again?   Then he heard it.  A faint whistling sound, so quiet that it would have not been noticed without the desertion surounding him.  As he slowly turned around, he realized that he should not have stopped running.

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