Remembering Sunday

"It took a lot for me to walk up to his porch. I noticed not a single light was lit in the house. I found the spare key under the mat and turned the lock. The door swung open with a screech of protest, the noise echoing throughout the house. I switched on the light and my stomach dropped.
The house was empty.
None of the furniture was there any longer. The walls that once hung frames and pictures lay vacant, and as I walked my footsteps echoed around the emptiness of the house, the noise hanging in the air.
“Jack!?” I screamed, my voice echoing through the house. The only answer was my own echo. “Where are you?” I whispered, my voice cracking in my throat."
  1. Remembering Sunday
    First (and only) chapter :3 Enjoy!