The Watcher in the Night or The Last of the Species

by E. Scripsi

            “Another pervert off the streets,” said the Deputy, closing his squad car door behind a man who claimed to be the world’s leading expert on nocturnal birds.  He wiped his hands together as though to rid them of filth, and put the confiscated pair of night-vision binoculars on the passenger seat to be entered as evidence against this sicko.  The squad car pulled away. 

            Unseen, on this night of a new moon, the last existing Double-Crested Night Peeper collided with a lit window of Miss Pritchard’s Finishing School For Young Ladies, broke its neck, and plummeted into the bushes below.

THE END

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