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Iain Edward Henn




She walked along the neon-lit street on a busy Friday night, wearing the red jacket.

None of the passers-by paid her any attention and yet she knew she was being watched. She shivered.

The knot in her stomach tightened as she approached the spot where the street passed the narrow lane. Why did she feel such dread?

She reached the lane and then she was in a vice-like grip, pulled away into the darkness.

She hadn’t expected to empathise so much with the victim.

She prayed her role in the police re-enactment would help catch her best friend’s killer.

Toward The Light

At first, the light was like a dot at the end of a dark tunnel.

As I moved toward it, my anxiety faded. Like the many accounts I’d read, I was overtaken by a sense of calm.

I thought back over my life. Of my mother who’d inspired me to follow my dreams… my best friend, always by my side… and my girlfriend, who’d brought such joy.

Closer now, and the light spilled through the doorway of what lay beyond.

I stepped through, looking out at the audience and the competition judges.

I took the microphone and began to sing.

Walk With Me

I’ve walked these lands a long time, worked alongside you, sought shelter in your homes. We’ve shared our dreams, our hopes, our fears.

But there’s a hidden side to me.

Most of you will never meet me but I am always in your midst.

Curious? Perhaps you’d like to take a walk with me.

There’s so much I could show you about this world, about its hidden depths, about its secret agendas.

I am Murder.

Which one of you will take that walk?

Ah, there’s a few, showing interest. No takers, yet?

In that case, I choose….