George, By the time you read this I’ll probably be gone. I’ve been compromised.
There’s a thing in the corner. You can see it in the dark by the door. The wind moves the curtains and the moonlight streaks across it. There’s a thing in the corner.
I started doing some research and I found what I actually enjoy writing are vignettes. Extracts and moments in time from something that could potentially be a much larger work, should one choose to expand on it.