SSS “The Army”

“Stay on the line. Don’t hang up the phone,” Luna instructed Joshua.

Luna believed that her apartment was possessed. She would hear loud noises every day at two forty-five. “Tick.Tock.”

“Don’t waste time, Luna,” Joshua fumed.

“Tick. Tock.”

“Did you unplug your clock?”

“I already did,” she answered. The face of her clock was black and numberless.  She scanned the room. “I know you are here, leave me alone!”

She heard a voice say, “Tick. Tock.”

“It’s your anxiety playing tricks. Big test tomorrow at two forty-five. Get some air. ”

After opening her window, she saw the Army of Clocks.

art city clock clock face


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