Visitors wander through the museum. I weave amongst them barely noticed. Only my breath against their skin. The others emerge from the deep shadows. We watch as Eden enters through the main door with a girl hanging on his arm. As we used to be, she is naïve. Eden brings all his victims here before sending them on.
The mist that appeared earlier in the day swirls around the statue Eden and his companion are admiring. It disappears and the statue moves. Eden drops to the floor clutching his chest. We eagerly wait until he stands amongst us.
“Friday Fictioneers” is a weekly challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff Fields. The challenge is to write a story using only 100 words in response to a photo prompt. This week’s photo was taken by Roger Bultot. It has been a lot of fun to join in with this fantastic and encouraging group of writers! For more stories, click here.