Prompt courtesy of Madison Woods. I suppose it’s a continuation of my other pieces, but off to the side a bit. Feel free to criticize.
The filthy man stopped and stared at the barbed wire strung loosely between tilted posts. He ran his finger along until it snagged and began to bleed. The goblin told him to keep walking until he found the boy, but hadn’t said anything about a fence. His hypnotized mind couldn’t work the solution out.
He sucked his bleeding finger and stood beside the rusted and rotting old truck. Half-dead eyes fixed on the house. A leaf of an idea fluttered down in his mind, something about a sack full of money. He waved it away like a buzzing mosquito.