What Happened at Midnight?
Bobby Mardis
“The dense fog persists for days. Townfolk, passersby on our twisted cobbled streets, can recognize no one until they are within a few feet from one another. Sounds of foot traffic or barking dogs are muffled to the extent I begin to fear I’ve lost my hearing. Yet, last night
as the mantel clocked struck the midnight hour, I thought I heard the faint sound of a scream but it faded before I could investigate. As a muted dawn broke, I discovered my front door wide open and lying across the threshold was…”
Molly shivered and closed her great-grandfather’s leather-bound journal. She found the book while exploring her ancestor’s long-abandoned house in London. Why had he not finished the sentence? Did someone come in and find him at his desk while he was recording his discovery?
What had he seen? Would she ever find out?