Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Mission: Five

I stood up from the chair and that girl give me my cote. It was heavy, like there is something in the pockets, I wore and came out. sky was clear and dark,  I went into the alley. Few people wearing standing there, holding a iron crane.
        They stopped whispering as I entered, The taller one turn at me and nodded. I didn't knew what to do, so i played along. I nodded to and walked near them.
"night is cold on us" said the taller guy.
"Not like the it used to..." i said and they again turn around, like they lost interest in me. cold breeze came and I put my hands into cote pockets. I felt something, something hard, but light.   

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