Plink

By Robert Lynch

The tear gently rolled down Nicholas’ cheek. The wet caress drawing a soft line to the corner of his mouth. Then the tear leapt free, falling to the floor of the storage locker.

Plink.

Outside the blood-covered aliens became perfectly still, sniffing the air.

A second tear leapt free.

Plink.

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