Rendezvous

    Lights flood his cell; all becomes clear, the ghoul that horrified him during darkness suddenly vaporizes. Uncurling from bed, he raises, splashes his face with cold water, and dresses. The nightly reunions with his butchered valentine have left him exhausted. Every night she grows in decomposition, torments him; promises him she will be there when the hood is pulled over his eyes. His rendezvous with the hangman nears, not soon enough.