Ficlets

I’m starting to get that kink in my neck again. Bent over trying to see through the keyhole. Again. At least I think it’s a keyhole. I can feel some kind of indentation right below what seems to be a doorknob. What else could it be? Sometimes, when I am laying on the floor on the other side of the room, I swear I can see a shaft of light coming from that spot. But every time I make my way back over here, I see nothing. No matter how long I remain stooped over with my eye to what must be a keyhole. All I see is darkness.