http://slow.writerscafe.org/Kinks The original writings of author April en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776224519 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I knew something was wrong. I just knew. The house was too still, the windows all dark. Hesitating for a moment, I slotted my key in the door. It opened silently. I paused again. The narrow hallway was in total darkness. The lightswitch was just inside the door. A few steps away. And yet, I didn'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kinks/289532/   The day was blank, cold and clear, the sky an empty white space. The kind of day he didn't like. The silence made him feel numb, made his head thump with a dull ache. He wanted to scream, call attention to himself, reassure himself that he was real, he was really here. He bit his tongue... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kinks/289108/