Suddenly, he stood over me, his presence casting a cold, stifling pall over the room…I jerked back in fear…”It is time”, I heard him say…I gingerly stole a glance his way…I swear, in that dark, hollow and hooded visage, I saw pity….”It is time!”, I repeated to myself…he nodded…slowly, my fear was replaced by another feeling…that of preparedness….I looked up unafraid and said, “I am ready!”…in the distance the alarms were going off….on the screen, I saw a flat line, as the room darkened….and that is what happened….
“The Day the Grim Reaper Arrived”
(An 8” x 10” Wet plate collodion image)
