“I'm pulling
an all nighter.”
Thomas The
Tank Engine* #quote
I never got
this whole 3-D TV thing. TVs have always been 3-D, isn't everything
in reality?Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Benson's
Frightful Night
Selfish
corporate executive, and major stock holder Jacob Benson slept on his
bed to be awoken by a figure with stark white skin, the strange
visitor's body covered in white. Only a small, worn gray tarp kept it
from being nude.
“Who are
you!?” Benson yelled, ready to reach for the gun in his nightstand.
“I am you...”
it said, “Or it's better to say, I am your spirit. I came to warn
you about the pain you'll receive later in life, so maybe if you
change your ways...it'll be heaven you wind up in instead of as
me...a ghost filled with regret.
Benson's body
shook with fear, he remembered all the ghost stories he heard his
father tell at the campfire. His older self, the bony spirit he saw
before him, came with a warning. “What happens, what should I do.”
The spirit told
him, “Treat everyone you know better. Family, friends, then treat
those you don't know better. And those you control as well. You hurt
the employees in your company the most...and terrible things happen
because of it. What it is...the rules of what I can reveal from the
Other Side prevent me from saying. I can only tell you to change. Now
return to sleep.”
Benson pulled
himself under the covers in fright, covering his whole self. The
ghost watched carefully and when he knew that Benson returned to
sleep he left through the door, then returned to his car parked a few
blocks down. He drove back to his apartment and washed off the paint.
The janitor's
scheme to get better treatment at work paid off. Luckily those rumors
of his boss being afraid of ghosts were true.
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