A Collection Of Short Writing. @Acidjib on twitter
The Barking Stopped
The barking stopped.
Maggie slipped out of bed and quietly approached the window which faced the backyard, the neighbours still had their light on, but she couldn’t see anything. The dog that lived next door, never stopped barking. So why the sudden quietness. It seemed eerie for a moment, before being broken by her one night stand, Dom.
‘Mag, is everything alright?’
‘Yeah, I was just wondering why the dog stopped barking.’
‘Maybe the owners finally let it run outside.’
‘That’s true, the poor thing is always cooped up in that house.’
The room descended into silence again, while Maggie stared out of the window, her eyes scanning for any movement. She took a deep breath and relaxed. Dom was probably right. In the moonlight her naked form was illuminated beautifully. From the bottom floor window of her neighbour’s house, the sniper could see her perfectly, and lined up his shot.
‘Come back to bed Mag. I’m sure no one’s been murdered.’
‘Yeah your right.’ As she began to turn, the glass shattered and a bullet tore through Maggie’s throat, and into the ceiling. Blood spurted out of her neck as she tried desperately to stop the vital fluid escaping, but it was already too late. Blood sprayed from her as she gagged and the window was instantly coated. From where Dom lay, he saw the moon and the sky go red, as Maggie choked and sank to the ground.
The sniper packed up his rifle and was about to leave when he spotted movement in the room. He pulled out the scope of the rifle and looked through the window. He saw a man rushing around the room, coated in the blood of the snipers target. The man returned the scope to its case and picked up his walkie talkie.
‘Command, we have a witness. I’m going to deal with them now.’
