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The Last Bench
harsh2212
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Low wind sound. Night ambience.) I stayed late in school… everyone had gone home. As I walked past the last classroom, I heard a chair scrape. (Footsteps. Door creaks.) Inside, the lights were off— but someone was sitting on the last bench. I whispered, “Who’s there?” (Silence… then a soft laugh.) The figure slowly stood up. Its face looked like mine… but its eyes were black and smiling. It said, “I waited for you.” The classroom door slammed shut. (Sudden loud beat.) The next morning… my bag was found on the last bench. I was never seen again. (Fade out.
Style
Watchmen
fiction, cultural or historical
Characters
Ken
Boo
