Dustyhawk :: Broken Mirror

Looking around the house and for something that could change the things that had happen before. He hid behind the window and the door, while searching for signs of life but there’s nobody home. Now, maybe he is just too sure or maybe just too frightened by the sound of it as the silent white noise deafen his auditory senses.

Sitting around the house, he watches the sun trace shadows on the bed where he lies on. Signs of life is out there, but there’s nobody to tell him where to look. Maybe, if he wrote a letter or make that phone call. He could find out there is more to it all… But he is not too sure, yet he is just too proud to admit.