I sometimes try to write stories. Usually I have a middle, but no beginning or end to them though. I want to collect them under the category of Unfinished Thoughts.
The first one of such stories after the break.
And then suddenly, the lights went off again. Carl swore. “Damnit, I was almost there. Now I’ll have to wait another hour before I can finish it. Bastard.”
A cackling laugh became audible. “You didn’t think I’d make it easy for you, did you?”