Something Crossed my Path: A Crypto-Fiction Short Story
It was sometime after 3 PM. I had gone to the shopping centre just a kilometre from my house to pick something up. No more then under 10 minutes from my house, I expected the walk back home to just that: a short quick stroll that wasn’t anything special, forgotten as soon as it happened. It wasn’t. Now the quickest route was just to go along Burnhamthorpe on the walkway by it, but though it was a straight line to the intersection to get home to, I found it excruciating to get to. The cars going by did not help, maybe the exhaust and the noise were the primary reason, or maybe seeing the light go green to red and back as you approached it does a number in you, hoping you can get there in time but always failing and you had to wait precious more minutes while you’re stuck with the cars’ crap. So it was then I went into the woods. Riverwood Park is next to the road, a lush green diamond between the Credit River on one side, the Railway on another, and the highway on its north. It wasn’t m