posted on Feb, 24 2010 @ 02:17 PM
A Conversation Started
As Travis stood leaning on the handrail overlooking the throng of people below, a voice spoke from behind.
Travis moved to see his new vocal companion.
"Don't look at me, keep your eyes on the people, I'm not here," the voice said sternly. Travis stayed in his posture, his eyes slightly wide with
"So, Travis," the voice said, "you didn't think you could hide for ever did you? You're smarter than that, or at least, you were."
The tone of smugness and hatred in every syllable pierced Travis' ears, the voice's smile was obvious even if unseen.
"I'll cut to the chase," the voice continued, it's source seeming to move to Travis' right, "where's the girl?"