Friday Night Drabble Party!

"The Commute"

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The Commute

By

Jake Bible

“I can’t open that door. I never found the key.”

It was a clear and concise statement and I stand by it.

Of course, there are other ways to open doors. 

Like getting tossed through.

As I lay in a pile of wood splinters and blood, I yelled, “What the hell?”

“Sorry,” the asshole who put me through the door said. “Poltergeists can’t open doors.”

“But you can throw people through them?” I snapped.

“I don’t make the rules,” the incorporeal son of a bitch replied.

“Why’d I buy a haunted house?” I muttered.

“The commute,” the spectral bastard said.

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