Friday Fictioneers – Evil Graffiti

Photo courtesy - Sean Fallon

Photo courtesy – Sean Fallon

Evil Graffiti

Word count:  99

Teddy watched from his fifth floor apartment window. He knew it was fruitless; the figure never did anything during the day. But he was obsessed. His wife thought he was nuts.

“Jesus Teddy, your feet’ll be growing into the carpet soon.” Nancy shook her head and disappeared into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

He wasn’t hungry, hadn’t eaten in days. Not since he’d spied the figure out of the corner of one sleep-deprived eye. It came alive in the dark, and reassembled itself to create graffiti with unseen limbs.

Last night, it saw Teddy watching and grinned, unearthly, malevolent….



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