Drabbles, Vignettes, and Micros: Oh My!

October 9th, 2022

He kept absolutely still as the footsteps got louder, heart pounding in his chest.

What did they want? What could they possibly want with a nobody like him?

The thought brought no comfort to him as he peeked around the corner of the cubicle. He saw nothing. He heard nothing.

He ventured out tentatively, scanning everything within eyesight, straining his ears for anything that may sound unfamiliar. The coffee machine started up, and he jumped, but beyond that, there was nothing.

Had he imagined it?

He had just about convinced himself that it was imagination when they started up again. Loud, irregular footsteps, seeming to be right behind him.

But this was a crowded office, surely no one could do anything to him while he was here, right?

He walked briskly down the aisle, ducking right and left at random intervals, trying to shake his invisible pursuers, when he suddenly found himself at a dead end. He ducked into an empty meeting room, breathing heavily now, as he realized he was alone.

No one would hear him scream.

5 Minute: Dangerous