Last Encounter

It was a three second glance that felt like eternity. The universe shrank to close the space between us, and erased all the people blocking the way. There was no longer an airport, and that adrenalin rush-run quickly to catch your plane feeling was gone. Three seconds silenced the loud sounds of busy people and took away the distracting aromas of the nearby food court, where crowds had gathered to satisfy their hunger. The hunger was gone.

People scattered like dropped marbles, willy nilly crazy-like in complete confusion. They saw the gun.

The last thing I saw was the spark.