The Cast


Unmoving, frozen in time. Trapped as each breath proceeded to fill the tight space that bound him. Immobilized, his thoughts turned to how his predicament came about.


Watching, waiting. He looked at the clock on the wall. How much longer until she came...That sweet woman, whose name he could not quite remember. Mercy, that's what she was to him.
A respite from the agony that was his new life.


His mind wandered, back to the start. It was only a week ago, that things seemed so ordinary. The same job, the same tie, the same thoughts. How he wish he could exchange it all back.

Back to the normallity, the dull drums, mediocrity. How funny it all was because he always found himself complaining that nothing ever happened to him. But now he knew...You never appreciate nothing, until nothing becomes something.


If he could take it back he would. 000 0999 92999. The 12 numbers that would forever change his life. If only he waited... Or used text to speech...



"On my way"... The last text that he would ever send.



Don't Text And Drive



-K. Loder