Short Story – A Dance with the Angel
"A Dance with the Angel" Finished on 25 September 2022 A fan dully spun above, hardly going more than a spin every few seconds. The humidity from the sticky room had put sweat on the skin of its two occupants. A lone fly buzzed about before settling itself on the table in the middle of the room, crawling over charred tinfoil before taking off again. The eyes of one of the men opened just a sliver. He stared directly ahead as they opened further, in the middle of the circle where the fly flew. He just laid on the floor, resting his back on the bottom of the couch. A slight burning pain emanated from his chest, but he accepted it without question. Nothing entered or left his brain, as if he was an old computer without enough processing power to complete any tasks. His brain soon warmed up enough to allow just enough processing power for his eyes to follow the fly. He didn't think about why it flew, but the movement, whether out of interest or instinct, enamoured him. The f...