the last shot

by bofa xesjum

suddenly the shots stopped. it was said that the shooter’s name was albert brown. all the people on the street watched from their windows. a man appeared on the street. he was a strange man. he used to be the sheriff in the town. but he had gone on a long journey. to the ends of the earth and back. all very interesting, i am sure, but can we get on with it? when the strange man returned to civilization after his long journey, he found that times had changed extraordinarily. silence reigned over the land. the people were afraid. more shots rang out. the strange man kept walking down the street. he remembered the times that were long gone and even forgotten. he could hardly remember them, but had no desire that they return. he realized that the time was now. bang! albert brown moved away from the window. it was said that his name was albert brown, but it was not. well then, what was it? give me a minute here - it was charlie green. oh. is that final? yes. the strange man looked up at the windows where the townspeople were looking down at him. suddenly he produced his own gun. he fired a shot into the air. the last shot. listen up, you losers! he shouted. it is all over. my name is bob adams. bob adams, not charlie green. and i am taking over. you got that? the people moved away from their windows. silence reigned over the land once again. night fell. the moon rose over the trees and warehouses and body shops on the outskirts of town.