By Andrew Looney

Late one night, I awoke to the sound of feet running past my door and down the hall. Leaping out of bed, I dressed hurriedly, and darted out of my apartment to pursue the fading sound of those retreating feet. I ran down the stairs, rightly guessing that the feet would take the elevator, which was slower. I burst out into the parking lot just in time to see a low-slung black sportscar roaring away into the darkness. I pursued in my orange VW bug.

I remember little of the actual drive; but in time the sportscar stopped at a Diner on the edge of the city. As I pulled up next to the sportscar and parked, I saw a mysterious woman, dressed all in black, get out of the car and enter the brightly-lit Diner. Taking a moment to lock my car, I followed. But strangely, when I got to the door, I saw that the Diner was dark, and that a sign in the window said "Closed". And when I turned around, the black sportscar had vanished.

So I went home.

This story appears in My Secret World. Copyright © 1991 by Andrew Looney.

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