TRACE

Roger the Cat was a highly skilled forensic analyst and moved about in tiny blue plastic bootees, examining, observing, collating and calculating. A tall human committed this crime, he concluded, with facial hair and dirty fingernails. His work done, Roger left, but not before leaving a tiny trace of himself.

FARCE

via Daily Prompt: Farce The orange faced buffoon centre stage, gesticulates, his fingers point, effeminately. In the background, bit players, lackeys and yea-sayers smile, grovel and fawn while, in the foreground, uniformed bullies beat the undergrowth.  'Is this a farce?' asks a bemused onlooker. 'Oh no, it's real,' he's told.

Derogatory

Declamatory, they complained , assuming they referred to how I said it, but the substance, I admit, was unrelentingly derogatory.  but no one could prove it. But then, everyone knew the background. So sue me, he said. The girl was raped. She know her victim. Her bloody knickers were in his pocket.

COLLABORATION

She felt a tremor of excitement, a frisson of anticipation. It all came down to this. Everything was arranged, there was no turning back. The other participants in this, what she called 'a Gothic drama', may be secured with zip locks and gags but for her, it was a collaboration. Image source: Wallpaper Abyss

MAZE

When he gets to the window, after standing in line for 40 minutes, he presents his documents with a smile, reading hope and relief. The person on the other side smiles too, then sends him to Hatch 42. Forty minutes later, 42 sends him to 24. It dawns on him, he's in a maze.

PANICKED – Daily Post Prompt

  Harold was in trouble, his comrades' plan for a masterful victory stroke was in tatters. He was impulsive so when they put him in a room with a Big Red Button that said 'DO NOT PRESS' in block capital print and asked him to wait, well, he didn't, he panicked.

Thank You

Thank you, those tiny number of miniscule you who acknowledge my existence , when you can or where there's fuck all else to do, THANK YOU. I''m really grateful to you because, hey, you amount to the achievement (however minor) to which I've always  aspired, to connect to people who think.