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The Man in the Corner of the Pub

Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:01 am
by munsi
There was something strange about the man in the corner of the pub. No specific thing, he just seemed… off.

Not a big man, or particularly imposing, but something about him drew my eye the moment he walked in the door.

He seemed twitchy, like a spring wound too tight. A dark cloud hung over him, as though he was waiting for something or someone to set him off.

To give him the excuse to vent his frustration.

I finished my own beer, free hand resting on the straight razor in my jacket pocket, and wandered over to say hello…

Re: The Man in the Corner of the Pub

Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 6:16 pm
by ol' king kohl
What is is about straight razors that seems so much more ominous than a simply Bowie knife or ice pick? Makes my skin crawl. Nice drabble.

Re: The Man in the Corner of the Pub

Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 4:46 am
by flyawaybefree
This is really good. It makes me start to think like a psychopath killer, just going about his daily business, waiting for the opportunity to strike...

Re: The Man in the Corner of the Pub

Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 5:26 am
by Foxfyre Recluse