The Hope at the Swingset

Samuel stares at the words forming on the glass for the second time today. He feels chills race up his spine. It causes the hairs at the nape of his neck to stand on end. His heartbeat quickens as he reads the words in the mirror. Meet me at the swings.

He feels fear creeping its way into the edges of his concentration. However, he can’t take his eyes off the mirror. Nor the ominous words. He feels locked in the moment. Furthermore, he thinks he may have to quit this job.

After what felt like a year, but was mere seconds, the writing in the mirror disappears. It doesn’t fade or dim down, and then go away. It blinks into non-being. Additionally, he is so startled, he nearly rattles himself into falling down.

the Swingset

He beats a hasty exit from the restroom. Additionally, he tries to remain calm as he walks back to his station. What had the message meant? Furthermore who was, ‘me‘? The message had been clear. This was going to happen.

Samuel runs headlong into a support pole just outside of his station. The impact almost sends him sprawling. He is profoundly distracted and knows it. Meet me at the swings. Who? All this had begun with an event. It scared the wits out of him. Turns out, the event wasn’t uncommon.

Are messages, that appear on glass surfaces, a common happening? Furthermore, how many of the factory employees had been sent a spooky ghost text? He wants to ask, but knows there will be gales of laughter.

Hope

Best he keeps it to himself. Furthermore he wonders what the entity had meant? He shudders to think of what he might actually be in contact with. With this in mind, Samuel wonders why he was a point of contact. Why him? Additionally, why now? From what he had learned yesterday there had been no activity for years.

The afternoon goes quickly. Furthermore, Samuel knows he will be off loading completed swingsets late into the evening. Not only does he know this is when the meeting will take place, but also he has felt panic all afternoon. He has no idea what to expect. Therefore, he has fought against the urge to quit and run like hell.

The loading door of the factory opens. Samuel knows he has to get the completed sets stationed in the yard. However, he feels hesitant as he pulls another completed set behind him. As he enters the outside yard he is nearly knocked over by an enormous gust of wind!

Act

The sky is in turmoil and lightning flashes and pops in every direction. Furthermore, the winds are so extreme all the swings in the yard are flying sideways. The weather is bad. Moreover, this could only mean one thing. He watches, without surprise now, as words form on the glass of the exterior door.

They are clear and to the point. “In the yard NOW”

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