TITLE: Immortal Lies
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
It's one of those times everyone recognizes and most humans can't name. Ordinary folk step out after sundown and every hair stands on end. They check over their shoulders like a nervous tic as they walk down a deserted street. Little things--everything--makes them jump. Smart people listen to their instincts, stay inside and lock their doors.
There are a lot of not-smart people in the world ignoring their lizard brains.
Mine told me that on a night like this, I'd be better off inside watching movies with my girlfriend, and yet somehow I found myself on a street corner. Again.
Not that I had to be out there. No one pointed at the sidewalk and commanded me to stay. I'd put myself on duty. I didn't have to play guardian to this side of the city, but if I did, I had the chance to stop something, save someone from heading down the path I'd traveled and regretted most nights of my unlife.
And honestly, who wouldn't get a little thrill from being the lurking shadow at the corner of the eye? I don't know what the girl was thinking when she ducked down the side street, shoulders hunched around her ears, but I imagined she at least had a fitting soundtrack playing
on her mental radio. She'd chosen a shortcut that every fiber of her being should have struggled to avoid.