Sunday, January 18, 2009


Back Man

Driving like a maniac, screeching through the roads, Backman reached the apartment where they’d holed up the hostage. He got out of his car and walked into the dungeon-like apartment. In the thick of the night, Backman camouflaged into the darkness. His black suit disappearing into nothingness. Some minutes later, the sounds of meow-weon, bow-wow, croak-groak, moo-woo filled up the surroundings, followed by a spell of silence. And then, Backman returned with his sidekick, Backdog. He now had to get away as soon as he could. Back to where it all began. Back to the past. Back three days. Back to the backseat.

(on the backseat of the car)

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