The Night Watch

by Father Alfonso David, OSM

“Is he drunk?”

“No, Sir.”

“But he's not speaking.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“He was…”

“... on watch, Sir. As per orders.”

“He set off the flare.”

“Yes, Sir. Saw it myself.”

“Did you see anything else?”

“No, not at the time, Sir, but…”

“Yes?”

“Signs are all there of, you know… Them.”

“Yes. Them. Everywhere but nowhere.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And he's not said a word?”

“Well, there was the one.”

“What?”

“‘through’, Sir. He pointed at his chest and said ‘through’.”

© Richard J J Bridle

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