Fantasy Drabble #118 “Freaks Come Out”

I guess it was the day we moved in, the neighbor came over; very nice, her husband worked in the same section Phil was going to be in. She made a big thing about the shutters being closed and the doors locked after sunset. I just thought, oh, you know, there’s people like that everywhere, afraid of their own shadows.

Then there’s Billy’s softball league: the schedule says games must end by seven. Even if they‘re not done, they’ll call the game at seven. And everything in town closes by 8.

What the hell goes on at night around here?

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