The last word was down. The article was written. He looked at the clock. He had time. The editing shouldn’t take too long.
He went into the kitchen and got himself a cup of coffee. The coffee maker fell over.
-Damn! He got a cloth and wiped it up. He could feel something breath him in the neck. He turned around. There was nothing there.
He put another coffee on, and waited. He felt it again. The breathing. He looked at the clock. The deadline was getting closer.
You won’t make it…
He turned around again. No one was there, though he could have sworn he heard something.
He got his coffee, and went back to his computer, started editing his article. He could hear the ticking of the clock the wall. It usually didn’t sound that loud. Probably my nerves, he thought, and kept writing.
The ticking started sounding like a voice. Time’s running out times running out times running out. He looked at the clock again. It was, but he didn’t have much left.
His phone rang. He looked at it. It was his girlfrined. I don’t have time, babe, he thought and kept editing. She rang again. Maybe something had happened? He picked it up.
-What’s up babe?
She talked. She talked about nothing, really. After a while he managed to hang up, promising he’d see her later.
Back to editing.
It’s already too late…
The voice again. He looked around the room. He couldn’t see anything, but he felt there something there. Something watching him. The clock kept ticking. Time’s running out time’s running out time’s running out.
It was, too. It was time, but the text was ready. He opened his e-mail, attached the archive. Moved the cursor towards the send-button.
His computer broke down. He tried to turn it on. It was dead.
I told you so!
He could see it now. The monster. It was there, all present. Real. His deadline. It was here. Glaring at him with evil eyes, happy about his failure.
HahahahahahaHAHAHAHA!!!
The monster laughed stronger and stronger. It was all around the room, covering him, inside him. It was all there was. Suddenly it was gone. He looked at the clock. It was too late.
The phone rang, it was his boss. Last time had been his final warning.
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Love it. Time IS running out. It is ALWAYS running out. That voice should follow everyone around and whisper that message…
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Haha! I’m not so sure, to tell you the truth. It could drive you crazy 😀
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an intriguing way of looking at things!
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😀
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Nice build up of tension…and we all identify with that feeling, don’t we?
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Deadlines are quite some monsters indeed… 😀
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Time running out, computer dying, missing a deadline – this has to be one of your scariest stories – all too familiar 🙂
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The scariest stories are the ones that can really happen, I allways say…
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Yeah it does seem like a monster breathing down your neck. Though I would’ve told the boss to SHOVE IT. After I realized i was going to get fired.
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He just might 😀
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Time’s impacable, though it’s a good lesson to not leave things unsettled till the last minute.
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Sure is. It’s good to have a margin for unexpected events. I’m not too good at that, though 😀
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This one feels waaaay too real for my liking. You’ve successfully made me cringe throughout this story!
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Haha! Thanks a lot! Deadlines are scary monsters for sure 😀
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It’s so good.. The way you manage to put daily events into a couple of captivating words.. Thisis a great read.
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Have you been spying on me? Because this totally feels like m’writing life right now. No closet is deep or dark enough to hide from the impending deadlines of doom…
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Your laptop camera is a window without curtains, Jean. You should know that by now… 😀
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LMAO curses, of course! 🙂
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YIKES!!!! 😄
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Beware! 😀
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RIGHT?!! I’m gonna hustle today!!! 🙂
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The same monster always hovers around my computer whenever I face a deadline.
And my smart phone or tablet battery will suddenly die on me just as I’m about to push Send.
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My devices seem to be part of the same conspiracy. Creepy.
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