How do you communicate when you don’t have the words? Do you even want to communicate?
The world is largely opaque; a series of colours, noises, hustle and bustle. You don’t understand what they’re saying; you’re not sure you care. You want to be left alone. You’re safe indoors; safe in the cupboard under the stairs, safe with patterns, safe with numbers.
But that won’t do for them. They want to involve you. But you don’t want to be involved. There doesn’t seem to be anything they can do about it. But they’ll go on trying, no matter how fruitless the effort.
This story is one of ten tales contained in Beads of Blood. Buy it now from Amazon.