121-word post, or “Mayday”

Faintly first, then louder, Merit Houndclamp heard a word: “Mayday…” He glanced at his clock. 3 am. Damn loud television next door! But no, he realized slowly. It wasn’t coming through the paper-thin wall behind his headboard. So where was it..? “Mayday… mayday…!” The closet! He threw open the door, and a life-raft carrying Abe … Read more