”Hello.!?”
“Anybody here?”
There wasn’t.
And that puzzled me.
See,
I woke up this morning,
and a fog lay on the lake.
So, I wandered over to the lodge.
The atmosphere seemed eerily still.
Quiet, dead.
Spooky really.
I wandered through the lodge trying to find any sign of anybody.
Of Wilson and his army.
There wasn’t a sign of anything anywhere.
No sign of Lady Ashley even.
Just last night we were sitting around the campfire, talking, drinking, socializing, laughing.
Not a hint that the next morning there would be no one around.
As I passed by an antique dresser against the wall, under the mirror, I noticed a folded piece of paper.
I picked it up and unfolded it.
It read,
My eyes lifted from the note. My mind pictured the “Manitoba tardis”.
I looked back down at the note.
And the words were gone! Disappeared!
I’m gonna have to go find this “tardis”.
The writing just disappeared.!!!
I’ll be back. (I hope)
Stay tuned.
Ian
BSOT
me, the Dalai Lama & Jack Nicholson 