Cuack

The empty sound of a Cuack resounded through the cavernous walls of blue and purple.

Cuack it said again and the cold red stone remained unchanged

unaffected,

undisturbed, 

Cuack one final time before it reached my ear that foggy night. 

It kept on walking, 

closer, 

steady, 

rhythmically, 

I saw him, he saw me, 

I froze… 

our eyes crossed, 

it was as if he heard what I was thinking, 

he did not flinched and cuacked at me once more, 

it was a challenge...

My right hand moved slowly towards my belt, 

our eyes met in a staring contest as I reached my gun

and 

Bang!- one time

Bang!- the sound wave expanded through the walls

Bang!- I heard the silence, just the nothing. 

I felt the taste of blood on my lips 

the empty look of an empty sky

and after so long my eyes closed

and in the distance I heard a Cuack.