High above the sleeping city, I stood on
the skyscraper’s window ledge, trying to nerve myself to jump. Finally, unable
to wait any longer, I leaned forward and let myself fall into space.
And that was when I heard a voice in my ear,
a horrible, ancient voice, whispering.
“Welcome...welcome,” it said. “I’ve been
waiting so long for you.”
When I hit the street below, I know I’ll
see its face.
That was short and sweet.
ReplyDeleteGood! There's a horror writer named Thomas Ligotti who offered this as the shortest in horror:
ReplyDelete"A man awakes in the darkness and reaches over for his eyeglasses on the nightstand. The eyeglasses are placed in his hand."
Yours hints at more intriguing elements!