| | Checkmate.
There's a sound that keeps repeating: check, check. You turn around and look for the source, but you just can't find it. Check, check. The more you hear it, the more it sounds curiously like clockwork. But clockwork is gone, you think. The sound, the check, check, is persistent, however -- persistent and close by. How long has this been going on? A week or more?
At first I didn't believe you, but then I heard it myself. Check, check -- just around the corner, from the floor at the foot of the armchair, from the stem of the ceiling fan: check, check, just like that. And it does sound remarkably like clockwork's terse little calls, the ones between the mechanical screeching that haunted our mornings all those weeks.
It wasn't until I turned on the light that I realized where the sound was coming from -- but in that instant, the sly young shadow darted out of sight.
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