The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door. He fired his gun…. He liked being alone.
For those interested, my story is a play on the Fredric Brown short story “Knock.”
Made me laugh out loud. Fun! And sick. A perfect combo.
Life`s greatest mystery- contrariness, well reflected here.
A short story and a mystery. Who did he target? The knocker or the one being knocked up?
Obviously he wasn`t the last man around if someone came knocking!
Maybe it wasn’t a “man” knocking on the door…
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