Drabble #71

“I’ve never walked the tracks before.” The first man said.
“I never want to again.” The second man said.
“As if you had a choice tonight. It’s too dangerous to go back topside.” The first man said.
“And what makes you think we won’t encounter hostiles in here?” The third man said.

Just then a shadown began dancing in the faint distance of the flashlight’s beam. They raised the beams, crossing them, to be greeted by a pillar of smoke. No, not smoke; but it moved as such. The faux apparition rippled as it inched closer, bringing with it the sound of millions of feet clicking together and wings flapping.

“What’s-“

The words instantly became choked as the thing swept over him, then his companion. Just as the third made a turn to run, pieces of it fell from its body and then began to disperse. Roaches. Household roaches. Millions of them, and they were now on his tail.

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