Reports emerged of a disheveled young tramp wandering around London Underground carrying a black box with headphones, seemingly listening to music. He fed himself from rubbish bins and anything he could steal. After one or two violent incidents were reported to transport police, people were warned to give him a wide berth.
Transport police kept their distance too, after trying to stop him plugging the wires of his music player into an electric socket. It prompted a violent reaction from him, including breaking an officer’s nose.
After that, nobody bothered him... He disappeared.
But vigilance was essential... Rufus would return!
Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
You could be forgiven for thinking that this might be the end. But you'd be wrong. Scores still have to be settled. Work has to be done.
Christopher almost 7 years ago
Hey, keep 'em coming! The tone of this story reminds me of one of my favorite authors, H.P. Lovecraft. Works like "The Thing On The Doorstep," which is more in the supernatural realm than your story and deals with things like possession, but I felt the presence of Lovecraft when I read your story. Have you ever read any of his work? I'm not big on Gothic works, but I love Lovecraft!