Not Again

by White Hat
originally published at 01:44AM on Saturday, January 26, 2008

“Why do you kill people?” she asked, trembling, her face sprinkled with blood and dust. “There are so few of us left.”

It was an innocent question from a terrified victim. Not my victim. He was dead. She was his victim, but would live.

“You don’t want to know. It’s better this way.”

I slapped a fresh clip into my pistol and holstered it. Tried not to look at her.

She started sobbing.

I tweaked the brim of my hat down so I couldn’t see her eyes. Noticed blood caked on my glove. I bent down, grabbed a handful of sand, and scrubbed it off.

“A… are you just going t-to… leave me here?!”

That was the plan. Walk off into the sunset like a good post-apocalyptic gunslinger.

“I reckon so.” I reached into my jacket and put on my John Lennon sunglasses. “You can get by on his stuff.”

“Take me with you!”

“No.” I lit a cigarette.

“I’ll marry you!”

I turned, cigarette hanging from my lip.

She was blind. I’m a heavy smoker… I sound like a teenage boy.

“I’m a woman.”

“I don’t care!”

Sigh. Not again.




  • from Kermitgorf:

    wow crisp dialogue, fast paced, mysterious, awesome.

  • from ♠Ana Cristina♥:

    Extremely witty. I can honestly say I didn’t expect that ending at all. Only thing is, teenage boys can sound quite squeaky, so maybe consider tweaking that part and making her husky voice sound much more believable.

  • from khepa:

    nice, like the ending and the pace. I like this line Walk off into the sunset like a good post-apocalyptic gunslinger.