River Raine

Omen

I don’t know what drew me to the woods that night. I just had to leave. I had come home after a completely normal day. I woke up, clocked into work at the mall, clocked out, and came back home. The routine of the day had run its course and never once ran off the rails. I returned to my apartment, sat my bag down on the kitchen counter where an old coffee stain refused to come off, slipped off my shoes, and collapsed onto the couch. I stared at the popcorned ceiling for a couple beats, then sat back up to turn on the TV.