PHOTO PROMPT © Nobbinmaug
“As if I haven’t lost enough sleep already,” complained Theo throwing off the bedcovers. Old, thin legs shook when he stood but indignation steadied him as he pulled on his robe.
“Three damn seventeen in the morning and where is that obnoxious light coming from?”
In spite of blackout shutters over his windows, piercing rivers of brilliance continued to stream inward and from the west.
Flat feet flapped on wood floors and then concrete as he stomped outside to solve the luminous mystery. He stared at it hearing the words, “We got the dinosaurs and now we’re back for you.”
